Grieve when it is time

Grief is the process of love learning to adapt to a new reality - no longer able to orient to what is, or even what could be; now only able to retain and protect the memory of what was.

It is the inevitable price of caring. Nothing lasts - everything is changing into something else. To care is to sign up for future grief; but there is symmetry, here, if we can bring ourselves to allow it: grief, too, does not last, and like all things, will change into something else.

To shirk our grief is to devalue our caring. What we feel deserves to be felt, fully, until it is done.

To embrace it all, with softness, is a difficult and rare choice - but an unspeakably beautiful and powerful one.

I will always choose to care.

And so I will always choose to grieve, when it is time.

Source: A post by @mordremoth@lgbt.io in memory of Zoe (porsupah); the domain who hosted their accounts and this post is dead.