Grief and Graying
I’ve always been an old soul, I just don’t want to look like one. When we lose someone, they stay the same age, why can’t we do the same?
What’s Work Got to Do with Grief?
No one needed me between the hours of 9am and 5pm and there was a terror and thrill to this new reality. I took grief, wellness and writing classes, traveled to see friends and family, learned how to draw and paint. I learned how to shape my day, how to survive the time from sunup to sundown without Daryl, my North Star.