“My grief bubbles up at the most random times,” she says as we find ourselves talking about our losses during our coincidental meeting in the YMCA locker room.
Days later I think of her words when my eyes fill with tears. I am scraping remnants of blueberry pancakes from our plates before loading the dishwasher, and grief “bubbles up.”
Dad loved coming over for pancakes on Saturday mornings, eating a simple breakfast with us before watching cartoons with his grandchildren. The last time we were together he ate this same Saturday breakfast at our home, and two days later he was gone.
In the last few weeks I have attended two funerals, given a grief presentation for widowers and widows and spoke with people of all ages about life losses they are experiencing. Like all in the caring professions, I forget to care for myself – shouldering the weight of journeying with others through loss.
Like the hot molten lava that spews out of a volcano, grief needs to be released. Today my tears bring relief, other times the release comes through exercise, pounding a pillow, or finding respite in nature.
Whether our loss is recent or many years in the past, we can find our emotions fragile. Let it out. Find healthy ways to release the pressure of your loss and allow your grief to bubble up!