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Grief as expansion
Grief is also expansion
I thought grief was subtraction. Something taken, a hole where a person used to be, and the rest of your life arranged around the gap.
It is that. But I've found it's also something I never expected: expansion.
Honey's death cracked me open. It hurt more than I knew was possible. And in the same breath it widened me, my capacity to feel, to love, to be present, to meet other people in their own hardest places. I became more, not less.
This is the part nobody warns you about, because the inherited story only has room for grief as damage. But love doesn't shrink when someone dies. It goes looking for new shapes. It pours into how you hold the people still here, how awake you are to your own life, how tender you've become with the world.
Grief is love with nowhere to land, people say. I've found it also makes new places for love to land.
Has grief ever widened something in you, not just taken something away? I'd love to hear about it.
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