Thank you Devin for this wonderful piece and your reflections. There is so much transition happening in my life right now - a reckoning with who I am outside of work, a simultaneous letting go and letting in of a relationship, moving from one apartment to the next - so much loss and room being made. Your words allowed me to pause and not be okay, which is not what I wanted but perhaps what I needed most.
"Grief then becomes a cyclical truth of our existence, because loss is an ongoing truth of our existence." that felt like a punch to the throat, but the good kind, if there's anything like that. thank you for sharing your reflections with us
"That the work of grief ends when each of our lives end, but that — sadly — such endings also produce their own griefs, to be carried by others."
I've never thought about it like this before. Being human, I have only selfishly considered my side of grief, of loss and how it effects me. I've thought of the grief I felt over losing a doll I "fately" found at a park. I never stopped to consider how it's previous owner must have felt over it's loss to them. Every now and then, I grief over a love I lost, I never consider how another person is going to feel over losing me--past, present, or someday.
Grief is indeed our mortal cross to bare, and when we're done, to pass on.
Thanks again Mr. Kelly for sharing your thoughts and experiences with us 🙏🏾 ❤️
Thank you Devin for this wonderful piece and your reflections. There is so much transition happening in my life right now - a reckoning with who I am outside of work, a simultaneous letting go and letting in of a relationship, moving from one apartment to the next - so much loss and room being made. Your words allowed me to pause and not be okay, which is not what I wanted but perhaps what I needed most.
Lovely.
"Grief then becomes a cyclical truth of our existence, because loss is an ongoing truth of our existence." that felt like a punch to the throat, but the good kind, if there's anything like that. thank you for sharing your reflections with us
"That the work of grief ends when each of our lives end, but that — sadly — such endings also produce their own griefs, to be carried by others."
I've never thought about it like this before. Being human, I have only selfishly considered my side of grief, of loss and how it effects me. I've thought of the grief I felt over losing a doll I "fately" found at a park. I never stopped to consider how it's previous owner must have felt over it's loss to them. Every now and then, I grief over a love I lost, I never consider how another person is going to feel over losing me--past, present, or someday.
Grief is indeed our mortal cross to bare, and when we're done, to pass on.
Thanks again Mr. Kelly for sharing your thoughts and experiences with us 🙏🏾 ❤️