But sometimes we get stuck and can't grieve and then time becomes irrelevant - things go on hold and we grow older, many things in our lives change, but part of us - part of what happened, of our grief - is frozen in time. The longer it waits there, ignored, banished, frozen out, the greater a shadow it casts. Even this shadow can be ignored, it mixes with the palette of our everyday life, muting the colours, touching every corner in a way that can be so subtle that we start to accept that our life is simply a little duller than it might be, somehow there is less life, less light. But that's OK. Better than looking at what's casting the shadow, surely better than touching the cold?
How to unfreeze that grief when it is so terrifying? How to melt away the shadow and let vibrancy in?
You are stronger than you think.
You have already survived the worst.
You must believe you can do it. You can.
