Grief is...

Today, I bring you a poem written by Alice Wisler and a wise saying from Nehru to actor Glenn Ford.

Grief is laughing with your children and wishing for the absent one to make the circle
complete.

Grief is crying in your car at stoplights.

Grief some days makes you brutally honest; other days, grief muzzles you.

Grief reconstructs your heart.

Grief is sadness, hope, smiles and tears rolled tightly like a snowball.

Grief makes you search past the stars and the moon for Heaven.

Grief strips you of everything you were pretending to be.

Grief gives you new priorities.

Grief opens hidden treasures from deep with in your soul.

Grief allows you to empathize more deeply with others who ache.

Grief makes you unapologetically bold.

Grief is a daily companion, best dealt with by admitting you do walk with it, even after all these years.

Grief is the price of love.


And from actor Glenn Ford…He tells this story: The Indian Statesman, Nehru, gave Ford a rose and said, “Keep this rose and look at it for a long time.”
When the two men met again a year later, Nehru asked whether Ford had kept the rose and looked at it. Ford said, “Yes, I have.” “And what did you think?” asked Nehru. The actor answered, “I kept seeing the rose. Even after it faded and lost its petals, I kept seeing the rose.” Nehru nodded and said, “That is the secret of love. If you love something, you will see its beauty. Even if it fades and goes away, you will always see its beauty.”