Grief is never linear, it is also the price we pay for love. Healing from a loss is hard but with a tad bit of mindfulness it is possible to derive meaning from loss. My journey of healing began when I finally started accepting the loss of my father. Healing is a bittersweet feeling where life compells you to move forward and yet you find comfort in holding onto most cherished memories. I also tried to imbibe some of the qualities of my dear father and this was my way of carrying forward his legacy. I still have my days where I have my breakdowns and I allow myself to completely engross in it and it’s absolutely okay to do so.
