The many faces of grief

๐—š๐—ฟ๐—ถ๐—ฒ๐—ณ ๐—ฝ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ๐˜€๐—ฒ๐—ป๐˜๐˜€ ๐—ถ๐˜๐˜€๐—ฒ๐—น๐—ณ ๐—ถ๐—ป ๐—บ๐—ฎ๐—ป๐˜† ๐—ฑ๐—ถ๐—ณ๐—ณ๐—ฒ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ๐—ป๐˜ ๐˜„๐—ฎ๐˜†๐˜€.

Sometimes a loss isn’t straightforward…it may be someone we hadn’t been in touch with for years, yet it touches us in an unexpected way.

In the past month I’ve lost two sorority sisters. One was someone I’d been friendly with, and the other was in my pledge class and someone I’d shared a room with for a semester. We were close friends many years ago. Yes, unlike some of my sisters who’d remained closely connected all these years, we’d lost touch.

Yet learning of the passings of these two women stirred something in me. It was as if I was transported back in time and felt the loss framed by those circumstances. A loss that less impacted my life now, yet greatly impacted the me that exists in those memories. That precious time in my life.

Immediately I reached out to two of my sorority sisters who I’d been closest with and who had been in my wedding. One I’ve remained connected with, and the other not so much. But I was inspired, actually felt an urgency, to talk with both of them. We are all connected by these losses, and I was also reminded of how important it is to treasure your people. Not just your family, or your best friends. But those who have been an important part of your story.

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