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Grief is a Moving Target
It's been just over a month since my grandmother died – my twin flame, kindred spirit, and soulmate.
By Brittni Barcase
“Don’t be ashamed to weep; ’tis right to grieve. Tears are only water, and flowers, trees, and fruit cannot grow without water. But there must be sunlight also. A wounded heart will heal in time, and when it does, the memory and love of our lost ones is sealed inside to comfort us.” ― Brian Jacques
It’s been just over a month since my grandmother died. While this has not been my first journey through grief, it feels like the most impactful one. She was my twin flame, my kindred spirit, my soulmate— my days feel a tad dimmer since her passing.
As I write this, I am in the trenches of grief, but here are my reflections for if you find yourself standing in my shoes.