People think grief is crying.
But grief is waking up tired.
It’s forgetting words.
It’s being pulled into memories you didn’t ask to remember.
It’s holding back tears in the grocery store because a song or a scent brought them back.
Grief isn’t just sadness it’s the body remembering what the heart can’t let go of.
Someone told me yesterday that when they feel nervous about doing something & their heart starts beating really fast, that they call it their "Inner Applause" because their body is cheering them on, and I think that's the cutest narrative adjustment ever 🥹
Just came across this line: “Every time you open a book and read, a tree smiles, knowing there's life after death.” I’ll be thinking about this line forever now.