30/12/2021
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Just a quick grief reminder, as all of our feeds overflow with unavoidable reminders of the passage of time. The reality is that we get one day further from the last day we saw them each and every day. And each and every day how we remember them, how they still shape who we are and how we live, is something we actively do.
Whether you lost someone ten days ago or ten years ago, you decide whether to lean in or lean out from the imprint they left on you. So yes, 2021 is turning 22. And symbolically that can feel significant and dramatic and weighted. But in reality, it’s just another day, a single sleep. Nothing magical is changing or evaporating. I’m no more leaving my loved one behind in 2021 than I’m leaving behind my chronic lateness, night-owl tendencies, hatred of running, or anything else I’ve tried to “resolve” away for decades.
On January 1st I will still wake up later than planned and I will still stay connected to those I’ve loved and lost, just like always. And I will remember that my connection does not live in my pain. In fact, I will remind myself that as time passes and I learn to better carry my pain, that is often when a bigger space opens up for closer connections to exist.
