Here is a piece on grief and bereavement, trying to find positives and meaning in loss and sadness.
The Positives of Grief.
Reblogged from Playing Megan:
To say that to grieve and to have lost is a positive thing seems on the surface to be something insensitive and illogical. Even the words “loss” and “grief” conjure up images of unbelievable pain and sorrow, and, believe me, I cannot argue with such correlations. However, in every loss there is something beautiful, and even loss does not have the word “forever” stamped on it.
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I’m sure we have all heard the sayings: There are two sides to every coin; there are two sides to every tale; it takes two to tango. In her post “The Positives of Grief,” Megan so eloquently points out the flipside of the grief coin – one of the reasons we grieve so deeply is because we loved so greatly. As a person who typically sees both sides of a coin, this entry made sense to me and was very encouraging. One other thing I really appreciated about this post was Megan’s description of the bond between people, the internalization of a relationship to depths that can’t be described, the point where you “carry little bits of them with wherever they go.”
Whenever you meet someone, whether it be the day you’re born or at the end of your life, you start to form a bond with them. If you’re lucky–really lucky–this bond becomes a true link between two souls, a common line of communication that we try to assign mortal words like “love” or “friendship.” The truth is, a bond with someone is more than what we’re equipped to describe, which is why grief is something so profound and troubling. When we mourn, we realize that we have lost something so beautiful it injures us at the deepest level possible. However, in loving someone, we internalize a lot of who that person is. In essence,they live in us. In any good relationship, there comes a point when you give enough to another person that they carry little bits of you with them wherever they go. The converse is true. Whenever someone tells you a personal story or shares a memorable experience with you, you unknowingly get a piece of them. We often try to think of souls in terms that we can understand and quantify, but really, is a soul something that has dimensions or can be confined in a small amount of space? One soul can dwell in many bodies by its influence and its light, and friendship, love, and family all encompass this exchange and sharing of souls.
I hope you enjoy Megan’s post as much as I did.