Grief – A Strange Process

By all accounts, I have been doing very well lately. I took a brief trip out of town last week and came back all refreshed and optimistic. It has been a really good week. Many around me warn me, however, that while this is wonderful that I need to realize that it won’t last, uninterrupted. That is, I will have low times again.

Today/tomorrow mark 3 months since all this happened. This is an odd “anniversary” because it is a Friday/Saturday just like it was in December. I can feel myself slipping, although not dilberately, into kind of a melancholy mood. I don’t want to, but I don’t seem to have control. I don’t like not having control.

Grief seems to me to be a process that just happens; you can mange it, perhaps, but you can not control it.