Grief

A few days ago my younger sister died, and I’m observing my emotions as I navigate this new grief. First, disbelief. Even though I knew she would—wanted to—die, I just couldn’t believe it. I bounced from gratitude for our relationship to anger that her life ended too soon. When tears came, I let them.

Yesterday I awakened with the Beatles’ song “Let It Be” running through my head. Comfort came, bringing a new energy. I threw that energy into cooking. I made my husband’s favorite chicken dish. My mother’s apple celery salad. Lemon pound cake, an old family recipe from a friend.

I do not know what today will bring. I am sad. I let it be.

You write it: How do you express grief?