1) It is hard to find the words for loss. I try every day to do justice to the emotions I feel and the experiences I have, and while the words come fairly easily, I wonder if they can really speak to the stuff going on in my heart, my head, and my life. Still, I think for the most part, I have found the words for loss. And I am grateful for that.
2) I not only find the words, but I say them aloud. That's the part that comes easiest for me I think. I pour my heart out daily on the blog and I share my words with family and friends as I need. There are times I fear I am becoming a broken record... Or even if things are changing, I fear that people may be thinking, "Okay, get over it already." I know that am walking this path of grief more vocally than many others have, but I think that it has helped me in huge ways.
3) I am lucky. My words are heard. I am supported. I am loved. I have many someones who will listen. Even if they cannot understand, they hear me. I am not alone. I am not struggling to find a friend in all of this. I have many. And a great family too.
If these are the 3 needs of the griever, my needs are met. My grief is not over, my journey is still a difficult one, but my basic needs that will allow me to carry on have been met. Thank you.