Beautiful words to share…

“2016 has been exactly 32 days long and it has been filled with a lot of loss. The world lost artists. My friends lost parents. My friends lost children. My friends lost friends. Sometimes I doubt the earth’s ability to withstand the weight of all this grief.

Being a human is really hard. And it doesn’t get easier. Better, maybe. Deeper. Fuller. But not easier.

This morning I sat in a crowded, silent room and cried with other people. And it was difficult. And it was beautiful. And I wish the world had more of that. Not grief itself – which is inevitable and plentiful – but the slowness, the softness, the fullness of sitting in a quiet room and feeling what you’re feeling. Sometimes we are so busy rushing around trying to find happiness that we forget to feel the rest of it. And the rest of it is important. It means something. It matters.

I was very sad today. And I cried for a lot of reasons and for a lot of people, myself included. I cried in the way that you do when there is nothing but crying. And that made me feel guilty and selfish, as grief often does. And I called my mom who told me what I already knew – that it isn’t selfish to cry when it’s not your personal loss. That we’re all in this. That loss belongs to all of us.

We are all losers in this world. Losers of people and things and ideas and certain versions of ourselves and specific hopes. And while there is possibly nothing lonelier than grief, it is also one of the few things that truly connects us to one another. It is a dark gift, but not a useless one. It is an essential human experience. And that means something. That matters.

And I guess what I’m trying to say is simply, “me too.” That I will sit by your side in any room, in every room, and slowly, silently, fully feel the weight of everything we have lost. And that will be its own kind of miracle. Because we won’t be alone in it. Because the earth will continue to hold us.” ~ Frankie Zelnick


15 responses to “Beautiful words to share…

  1. I have found that love, joy and incredible happiness can be overshadowed by the loss of those you love. No matter how long you had those wonderful things, they seem as if they were here for a moment, while the grief and sense of loss, for those you love, never goes away, and you are left empty.

  2. While many parts of this are beautiful, it also made me angry. It is *not* selfish to cry over your own, personal losses, as this author’s mother said. It is human, and real, and healthy.

  3. Achingly beautiful and real. A very dear friend just lost her husband and she called and we just cried on the phone together. Shared grief, whatever the time or distance. Just loved this Carol. Thank you for sharing…

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