Grief is a roller coaster
Trapped on a ride you didn’t choose
Raising existential questions on a mundane Tuesday afternoon
Grief is a marathon
Tears unbidden as you unload the dishwasher and fold laundry
Unfinished business rising without hope of a pretty bow
Grief is a runaway train
Relentlessly rolling over anything in its path
Freighting each decision you make
Grief is a gift
One you didn’t register for
Dispensation that comes from love and loss