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Pugna Fati
Rather than just accept stages of grief, fight for fairness
Roaring Rivers
Torrents, currents, and ripples by Christyl Rivers
Death is here, Life is here
This is the anniversary of my mother’s death. It is always a day for grief.
Yet, also, spring is bursting to live. The flowers spring open. The leaves unfurl under the maple. The bunnies sneak about hoping to elude eagles, cats, and neighbors’ dogs.
It’s circle of life and death, but lately, too much death.
There are not five stages of grief. That is, for some people the guide does not help, but it was never meant to be more than an idea about coping.
For some people they can set it up to be helpful That is, I don’t think everyone feels the same way about loss, but you do have to decide for yourself just what to do with a giant prickly ball of sadness. You have to adapt to living with that right along with the happy memories, the material things, and the metaphysical wisdom that all of your dearly departed's left you with. And every strange thought that will come.
Life will come at you with surprises, uneven timing, differing tortures and/or talent. You will feel ecstatic in peak experiences. You will be…