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19 February
Viewing life with an acutely altered perspective following the loss of a parent to cancer
Some say that grief comes in waves, but that would suggest a rhythm, making it predictable and identifiable as, grief. I feel no rhythm in my grief for the loss of my mother to cancer. While they say that 鈥楲ife goes on鈥�, a basic truth, that does not excuse the consequences of feeling 鈥極utside of myself鈥� and viewing life with an acutely altered perspective. Often I鈥檓 here, with everyone, living life to the fullest. Sometimes, however, I am not. Silence, muted sounds and distortion in the bubble of a closed, grieving mind. A cacophony of dissolution and sadness prevails.
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By Thom Hobbs
