september has been quite the emotional rollercoaster for me. whether it was dealing with incredibly traumatic cases at work, having some great up and coming projects for this blog, tackling my own shit with a new therapist or trying to navigate my love life with both old and new flames, it has been quite the ride.
i cannot even count how many times i have picked up the phone to dial my grandmother’s phone number, got excited over seeing a car that looked like the one she used to drive or thought about shooting her a quick text to just bounce an idea off of her (because there was no one more sharp or quick-witted than she). i am sure one could imagine both my disbelief and heartache when i realized that none of the aforementioned were options because she is no longer here. then, i saw this quote and it perfectly captured how i was feeling:
“grief – the irony of grief is that the person you need to talk to about how you feel is the person that is no longer here”
it has been over two years since grammy passed and some days are easier than others to navigate but there is not a day that goes by that i don’t think about her or wish she was here to just catch up with.
are there other parts of grief that you have found to be ironic?
cheers to this being the last day of september. god knows i need a new month.