Am I doing this right? Is this what grief is supposed to feel like? Am I normal?
We all have a picture of what grief looks like, but in the middle of our own loss, we ask questions like these. Because grief is more complex than the image society gave us.
If we are laughing, we feel we are dishonoring our loved one. Or we may wonder if we harbor some sort of callousness. What kind of person am I?
While our inner voices beat us up, external ones may, too.
We hear the judgment:
“How can she be laughing? Her husband (mother, father, sister, child) died six weeks ago.”
“She’s finished grieving. Look at her smile.”Read more