The problem then…
The problem with grief is that it doesn’t go away. As time ticks on, the rawness dissipates somewhat, and you find yourself settling in to the pain, becoming accustomed to it, wearing it around your shoulders like an old, heavy scarf.
And Life has to go on. There are children to look after, meals to cook, cards to illustrate, playdates to organize. Grief has to be filed away, compartmentalized, allowed out only when the rest of your life is sufficiently organized when you can have time to yourself to give in to the pain. –Jane Green, Second Chance
… is when will my life be sufficiently organized? What is time to myself? And how, exactly, would this stubborn woman ever “give in” to anything?
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