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Grieving is a process, so they say, it is a process by which sooner or later the grieving slowly diminishes and the person once more can find joy in their life.
I understand this concept very well I have read about grieving, I have listened to many speakers professional and non professional, speak on the subject. I have discussed the process and like so many, I pretend that all is fine, that I am well. Why then am I here so engulfed in this sentiment that I seem to know so well. I have no idea. Different thoughts have come to mind:

I grieve for what could have been,
I grieve for the dreams that were and no longer are,
I grieve for the memories that I imagined that will never be,
I grieve for the future I had counted on and the past I thought I would remember,
I grieve for the little things that would have meant so much if true,
I grieve for the important things that I thought I was sharing with you,
I grieve for those left picking the pieces that still pierce,
I grieve for the young boys that had so quickly to become men,
I grieve for the precious moments that we could have had,
I grieve for the love we could have shared,
I grieve for the love we could have made,
I grieve for the tears that I could have wiped,
I grieve for the laughter that could have harmonized with yours,
I grieve for the sunset on the beach I will never see with you,
I grieve for the touch of your hand in mine,
I grieve for that dance that once in awhile we shared,
I grieve for that dance that we would have shared,
I grieve for the celebrations that will be, because I know what they could have been,
I grieve for those who could share our joy without the discomfort it will bring,
I grieve for that family together and complete, when seeing families in my midst,
I grieve for the fact that you never loved me as God wanted me to be loved,
I grieve for the moments spiritually I wanted so much to share with my family,
I grieve for the moments spiritually we did share, because of how little they meant to you,
Mostly
I grieve for the person I thought I would be,
I grieve for the person I have become
I grieve for the person I could not be
I grieve for the person I would have wanted to be
I grieve for the person that you did not allow me to be
I grieve for the person you made me be
And
I grieve for the person I am afraid, I will become.
Grief it erodes your being, tears your heart and dims your soul.

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