A Realistic Life

  As I sit here in my home with my beautiful husband, cat, and fishes today, I take a moment to feel all of how I’m feeling today. I have so much beauty in my life, yet still there is a constant sadness that has been with me my entire life. As I become more comfortable in feeling, I now understand what this is... it’s grief. It’s strange to me that we all seem to assume that Mother’s Day and Father’s Day must be a joyous day for everyone. Yet, for most, it is a day of complexity with so many feelings that it may be difficult to distinguish them all. I watch our world as it tells us that we “must forgive” because it is the answer, or to not be angry, and I realize that our fear of feeling is what is keeping us in these places. Demanding that we not feel what we are feeling keeps us from grieving all of our grief... we get stuck in our shame. For some reason, we want people to be finished grieving in a set amount of time. Why is that? The truth seems to be that each of us are grieving ev