Death is staring too long into the burning sun and the relief of entering a cool, dark room.
Elisabeth Kubler-RossRead
The reality is that you will grieve forever. You will not "get over" the loss of a loved one; you will learn to live with it. You will heal and you will rebuild yourself around the loss you have suffered. You will be whole again but you will never be the same. Nor should you be the same nor would you want to.
Interpretation
Grief is an ongoing process that shapes us rather than a hurdle to overcome.
This quote emphasizes the enduring nature of grief and recognizes that losing a loved one is a profound experience that alters our lives. It encourages acceptance that while we will heal and grow, the impact of such a loss will always be a part of us, contributing to our complexities rather than erasing our past.
In practice
Sharing this quote at a memorial service can help attendees understand the ongoing nature of grief.
Death is staring too long into the burning sun and the relief of entering a cool, dark room.
The simple life on the farm was everything to me. Nothing was more relaxing after a long plane flight than to reach the winding driveway that led up to my house. The quiet of the night was more soothing than a sleeping pill.
The ultimate lesson all of us have to learn is unconditional love, which includes not only others but ourselves as well.
There is no joy without hardship. If not for death, would we appreciate life? If not for hate, would we know the ultimate goal is love? At these moments you can either hold on to negativity and look for blame, or you can choose to heal and keep on loving.
We're put here on Earth to learn our own lessons. No one can tell you what your lessons are; it is part of your personal journey to discover them. On these journeys we may be given a lot, or just a little bit, of the things we must grapple with, but never more than we can handle.
There are no mistakes, no coincidences; all events are blessings given to us to learn from.
Life is a magic vase filled to the brim, so made that you cannot dip from it nor draw from it; but it overflows into the hand that drops treasures into it. Drop in malice and it overflows hate; drop in charity and it overflows love.
You live long enough, you lose enough people, you learn to appreciate the memories you have and stop begrudging the ones you never got to make.
I'm the kind of person who needs to feel like everything happens for a reason. When you date a guy and it goes badly, that's horrible. But if you can write a song about it, then it was worth it.
I tried acting, liked it, and stuck with it. I saw it as the way I would keep that promise to myself of getting back at those who had made my school life a misery.
I feel old only when I look at my hands or at myself in the mirror.
If one is not happy, one has lost the very purpose of life.
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