Weeping
Today my eyes are swollen from crying. After the funeral yesterday, I have felt a weight in my stomach like I haven't felt before. An ache. Losing my Grandmother is more painful than I imagined. I knew the day would come because she has been declining the past years. Today when I was talking about her, the clouds parted and the sun shined for a few seconds. The comfort I felt in that moment. Then the clouds rolled in and it continued to rain. Tears scattered around the garden. I went outside to gather some firewood and decided to dedicate this week to properly grieving. Cancelling all plans and meetings and just focusing on the simple aspects of healing: making my home cozy, lighting candles, fresh laundry, homemade soups, baked goods, going for swims, walking in nature, breathing in fresh air, and capturing the natural beauty and its lessons.
It's been a tremendous loss and nothing really prepares you for grief, even though you know they are slowly slipping away. Her spirit was very strong and in many ways I feel she lives in me, and I hope continues to live in everyone she inspired. I admire her qualities greatly. She was a wonderful neighbour, a kind and loving mother, a great hugger, a kind giver, very spiritual, and a wonderful listener. She called herself a White Witch 🤍✨🤍 She loved her community in Sunderland, and in many ways I want to honour her by sharing these loving qualities with this online community. She will be forever loved and missed. Forever my rock.