Letters to Grief is a collection of letters I wrote to grief.
I wrote it for you.
For all of you who have known grief as a close companion, an intimate friend. A shadow.
I wrote it for those of you who have not yet experienced its acute pangs, but have watched people cringe with the weight of its burden.
I wrote it not to dictate how people feel or should feel, but to open a discussion about grief’s all-consuming and ever-changing nature. Its paradoxes and its unexpected qualities.
I wrote it for those who have grieving friends and don’t know what it’s like, and for those who wonder when it will pass.
I wrote it because grief is a fickle creature, and often despised. Misunderstood and underestimated. Feared, even.
Some think it can be conquered. Overcome.
I disagree.
From my limited experience, grief is not something that passes, at least not in this lifetime. It’s not something a person can graduate from and walk away, unchanged.
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It’s cyclical, like the moon. It waxes and wanes, ever present.
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If you know someone who has known grief, this book is for you.
I pray that Letters to Grief will be an encouragement to you. Most of all, I pray that it will give you hope in the midst of grief.
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