Grief and the continuous journey thereafter are just like the weather. Forever unpredictable, forever changing and at times really challenging to deal with the side effects thereof. Today the sun might emerge gloriously over the horizon announcing a day filled with warmth and energy, by midday the storm clouds have rolled in almost unnoticed and throwing down a deluge of water causing havoc and destroying anything in its way. As early evening approaches the storm clouds have gone and a beautiful sunset appears with a gentle cool calming breeze. The mood is relaxed and the breathing less intense.
Grief and its journey thereafter are just like the weather. Sometimes the sun and it’s warmth can remain for days on end only to be followed by an equally long period of overcast skies and cold to the bone chilling wind sweeping across the landscape. The crazy thing about the weather is that we experience it individually . Even though the sun might be shining, some will say it is a lovely day, others will say it is too hot and there will be those saying it isn’t hot enough. All experiencing the same weather but all have different responses to it.
Grief and its journey thereafter are just like the weather, the weather is with us each and every day, each and every moment of every day. Some days it happens without us noticing it, other days it is very present and noticeable. Some days we can be relaxed and enjoying the weather and other days it can have us cowering in the corner seeking shelter.
Grief and its journey thereafter are just like the weather.