“Grief is neither a disorder nor a healing process; it is a sign of health itself, a whole and natural gesture of love. Nor must we see grief as a step toward something better. No matter how much it hurts—and it may be the greatest pain in life—grief can be an end in itself, a pure expression of love.” ~Gerald May
It has been a longer break than anticipated; Life has shown us again how unpredictable it can be. A few weeks ago, my nephew passed away unexpectedly. He was a young man, struggling through life with so many talents and gifts. He suffered the cruelty of our conformist culture and the pain too many suffer from the systematic exclusion of what is deemed “different”. He was smart, inquisitive, caring, tender, and so very special to all of us.
I have taken time to grieve and honestly, whether my house was clean and organized or not had little importance. It was difficult to give importance to all the mundane tasks which are so necessary to everyday life, even more to write about them. I have taken time to hug my children, to reflect on life, what matters most to me and my family. I will get back to the blog in a little bit, I have a few drafts already but I do need to bring a normal routine back to our days first.