Death Is Nothing At All
It has been over one year since I lost my grandmother. I have lost others before but hers is still so raw. I find I get more emotional over her passing than others. I find myself emotional and crying at odd times. There doesn't seem to be a particular event that triggers these episodes, just these feelings that surfaces within me that demands to be felt. I could be driving or cooking and tears will well in my eyes. 'Just give it time.' So they say. Time doesn't stop the feelings of loss and grief. I just get better at handling them. I'm a firm believer that everything happens as they should be, I do believe that. Though I do find myself asking at times 'why?' Why couldn't she stay just a little longer to meet her sweet second great grandchildren? Why do we have to love someone so much it hurts? Just, why? Then after I release some of this emotion anguish, the practical side of me answers all the questions one by one until I see reason again. Emotional
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