Things are just resonating with me today, I guess, and I'm actually in a place where I can write my thoughts. I read this one just a bit ago... "Feelings of grief recede, but feelings of loss remain ever-present."

Another one that hits home as I define what this journey is that I'm on. It seems to more accurately describe how I have felt all along. As I was a 2-year old when my Mother died 42-plus years ago, I don't think I could have had the capacity to consciously grieve.…

I just read something that I hope will stick with me for some time to come.

"Some things in life cannot be fixed. They can only be carried."

I am not sure why right now, but that seems to resonate with me. I have carried grief with me my entire life, and I feel like for the longest time I was hoping I'd wake up one day and realize the shroud of grief hanging on my shoulders was finally gone. That day still has not come. However, maybe it is not realistic to expect that…

I think I have known for awhile that my grief is not supposed to be my identity. I think I know that my identity should be defined by the human I have become, despite my loss and my grief. However, trying to figure out who I really am seems to be both a struggle, and it's scary. I feel like I can only identify some of the things that I am and am not. I try to not highlight the things I don't really like about me. I try to focus on the positive things I know I am. But, I spend too much time…