Grief

Jim Carrey once said that grief is not just a passing emotion. It is a place. A sacred space where something lived intensely but is no longer there. Grief goes through you without asking permission, leaving a deep void right in the corner where love once inhabited.

At first, the pain seems unbearable, like an open wound that burns every time you breathe. You wonder if it will ever heal. Over time, that wound closes, but leaves a scar that does not go away. The pain becomes softer, but the imprint remains, reminding you that something very valuable was there.

Because the truth is that you don’t “get over” grief. You’re still living, but now you carry that absence with you, as part of who you are. The love that existed does not disappear with departure. It transforms. It remains in the echoes of wild laughter, in the warmth of memories, in those silent moments when you still seek its presence. And that is good.

Grief is not something to hide, nor is it a sign of weakness. It is the purest evidence that your heart truly loved and that something beautiful touched your life. Allow yourself to feel that pain. Allow yourself to cry and remember.

There is no exact time or right way to live it. Some days will weigh more than others, some nights will bring unexpected reactions, and there will be mornings that will fill you with sadness for having had the opportunity to love so deeply.

Honor your pain, because it is sacred. It is the testimony of true love.

In time, you will find healing, not because you have forgotten, but because you will learn to walk carrying in your heart both the loss and the love that will never go away.