I took myself to a grief support group and found out what I already know. Grief has its own agenda.
It decides which days you cry out of nowhere.
It decides which days you can't get out of bed.
It decides how it can hurt you physically. It decides whether you sleep or not.
It decides how you eat and not eat; it even decides when you can laugh.
It is an Unamusment Park for the bereaved.
It is where we abide.
How to make it better?
Have you tried walking? Yep.
Are you getting out? Yep.
Helping others? Yep.
Hot showers? Yep.
Visiting grandchildren? Yep.
Being extra kind to yourself? Yep.
Remembering the good times? Yep.
Mom used to quote our pediatrician's favorite remedy for the ailments of children.
Dr. Brown prescribed "the compound tincture of time."
D.G. Fulford is the author of , written with her mother Phyllis Greene. She is also the co-founder of . You can find her at .
Photo credit: Marcia Smilack