A very close friend has been visiting me recently. I call Grief a friend, for as much as I Yell -Fight -Scream, Grief is always willing to be at my side through good times and bad. (Lucky Me) Being the glutton for Punishment, I decided to watch the movie "Rabbit Hole" last night. For those not aware, it is the story of a young couple who loses their child. Rabbit Hole was an extremely successful Broadway play and with me and my close friend finding nothing to do, wallowing with others in their sadness seemed like a rational albeit morose act with my buddy.
A particular scene describing Grief leaped off the screen and totally hit home on the Grief process....
Becca: Does it ever go away?
Nat: No, I don't think it does. Not for me, it hasn't, and that's goin' on eleven years. It changes, though.
Becca: How?
Nat: I don't know... the weight of it, I guess. At some point, it becomes bearable. It turns into something that you can crawl out from under and... carry around like a brick in your pocket. And you... you even forget it, for a while. But then you reach in for whatever reason and - there it is. Oh right, that. Which could be awful - But not all the time. It's kinda... not that you like it exactly, but it's what you have instead of your son, so you don't wanna let go of it either. So you carry it around. And it doesn't go away, which is...
Becca: What.
Nat: Fine... actually.
Nat: No, I don't think it does. Not for me, it hasn't, and that's goin' on eleven years. It changes, though.
Becca: How?
Nat: I don't know... the weight of it, I guess. At some point, it becomes bearable. It turns into something that you can crawl out from under and... carry around like a brick in your pocket. And you... you even forget it, for a while. But then you reach in for whatever reason and - there it is. Oh right, that. Which could be awful - But not all the time. It's kinda... not that you like it exactly, but it's what you have instead of your son, so you don't wanna let go of it either. So you carry it around. And it doesn't go away, which is...
Becca: What.
Nat: Fine... actually.
Grief is my link to Gaye. I don't want to let go, so I carry it around with me...... and you know what, that actually is fine.
The true value of Friendship reminds us how lucky we are to share the experiences we've encountered.
I thank God everyday for the love of Gaye.
Yep.... I will take Grief as a friend every time...
to remind me....
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