Glimpses of Grief
Grief is defined as " deep sorrow, especially that caused by someone's death (noun)." What they don't tell you is how fickle grief can be. With my first post, I shared the moment we learned Rob had cancer. When I internally screamed at the world to make time stop. That was fear, but it was also grief. Throughout the journey of cancer, I had the oddest reactions of grief at the seemingly most random times. I slammed a cup full of coffee down on the table beside the couch, permanently staining the lampshade when Rob was trying to discuss what I needed to do if/when he died. I had, and still have, moments out of nowhere where I want to throw something against the wall and break it because of the anger from how unfair life is. As for crying, I rarely broke down which was in stark contrast to when my dad was sick and I cried constantly. I remember wondering why I didn't cry a lot, but I remembered Rob telling me not to let my dad see me cry, so I guess I ...