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Suleika Jaouad



bsheydabekovahas quoted2 years ago
The friend I could unapologetically talk to about everything was gone. But gone where?
And why?
Grief is a ghost that visits without warning. It comes in the night and rips you from your sleep. It fills your chest with shards of glass. It interrupts you mid-laugh when you’re at a party, chastising you that, just for a moment, you’ve forgotten. It haunts you until it becomes a part of you, shadowing you breath for breath.
bsheydabekovahas quoted2 years ago
gainst all odds, they persevere, becoming better, braver for their battle scars. Once victory has been secured, they return to the ordinary world transformed, with accrued wisdom and a renewed appreciation for life. For the past few years, I’ve been bombarded with this narrative, observing it in movies and books, fundraising campaigns and get-well cards.
bsheydabekovahas quoted2 years ago
Taking Melissa’s ashes to the place she loved most doesn’t lessen the pain of losing her, but it has shown me a way that I might begin to engage with my grief. It has introduced me to the role of ritual in mourning
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