4 Years Later
Following the four year anniversary of my brother’s death, my therapist asked about the week of my life surrounding the date. I explained how I journaled about a piece of that time I had never considered before, “It felt like a new way to sit in – or with – my grief.” And then he asked, how I am feeling [with all that] right now? And, I don’t think I answered him well. I pivoted to something else because I knew my grief had already taken up enough time in our session that day. But if I could go back to the conversation, I would have explained that in this season of grieving,…
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