Grief: Mercy in the Abyss

“For in grief nothing ‘stays put.’ One keeps on emerging from a phase, but it always recurs. Round and round. Everything repeats. Am I going in circles, or dare I hope I am on a spiral? But if a spiral, am I going up or down it? How often–will it be for always?–how often will … Continue reading Grief: Mercy in the Abyss