There’s a story floating around that I have found very comforting… the metaphor of grief to an ocean wave. Rather than try to explain it, and miss some of the beautiful nuances, I’ll simply post the poem here:
My prayer at the moment is to learn to survive the waves and the shipwrecks with as much kindness to others as I can possibly muster. Bless you ALL for sharing your strength with me… and for caring enough to read what I write. It all helps.