Come November Daniel will be gone three years. If I were to think of the past three years in terms of days and hours it would seem like a long time, so much has happened. Yet when I look at his photo I cannot believe it. It seems like only yesterday we worried about his lack of energy and only a moment ago when we heard he had leukemia. Sometimes, out of the blue I freeze as I remember waking to the news. In that moment it is as shocking as if it were just happening all over again.
Imagine what it must be like for his mum and dad?
The other day Dan’s mum and I were chatting about grief and time. My friend is amazing, getting on with her everyday, coming out with us and despite her pain, making the most of life. As a result there are many who think ‘wow she is doing so well.’ Because they do not see her eyes red, her hair a mess and she sitting at home depressed, I think they genuinely believe she is ‘getting over’ Daniel dying.
How ridiculous is that? How can you ever, as long as you live, even for a moment, forget you held your dying child in your arms. How can you ever call your children for dinner and not see the empty chair at the table, or pass his empty bedroom last thing at night and not ache?
Tonight I just wanted to remind all who read this, to look at those around them who mourn, regardless of the time since their loss. To appreciate the effort they make each and every day, just to get by. For behind their smiles is a massive effort. When people grieve time goes by a different beat. While the days, months and years may pass, grief remains. So don’t expect them to get over it, for they never will, despite the mask of normality they wear. Instead help them. The last thing they want is for their loved one to be gone, so do not be afraid to mention them, laugh at memories or remember how sad it is they are missing out.
As my buddy and I were chatting about missing Daniel and the hole in her world forever, I remembered a poem I knew which I felt perfectly spoke of how grief is always there. How excruciating it is and the fact that there is no getting away from it. I’ll share it here now in the hope it may bring comfort to those who grieve and understanding for those who do not.
For the families and friends of Daniel (13) Ben (6) and those recently bereaved by the loss of my cousin Anne.
“Time does not bring relief; you all have lied”
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