Death makes the grieving become invisible.

Sink into the pain of grief and feel. I let the uncertainty of infertility consume me lately.

Lack of support in grief by people close.

I am a realist, therefore the mealcholy of grief suits me

Blue is my favorite and now means so much more in grief.

Having a mentor or guiding light in grief.

Found-word poetry. Grief. Natural birth. Hope. Creative writing. Found-word poem.

What kindness to self looks like to me in grief.

I gave my grief an identity and it got to introduce itself back to me. Kind of.

The senses know grief. My sense of sound seems extra alert. A story of sound in deep grief.

Where I've found myself in grief and where I used to be.

What you see is not the whole story in grief. What you say, and think, and hear, are only the tip of the iceberg in grief.

Day 1 of 30 of Write Your Grief I am participating in. Daily prompts are given, and I am sharing my entries. Not sure where this is going!

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