Grief: Car Bombs and sniper attacks

Grief can be compared to a soldier riding in a tank going along a road in Iraq. If you ask him “how is it going?”, he might say, “Going great, it’s a beautiful day; I am enjoying my buddies and fighting for a good cause. Of course I can’t wait to get back home.” A minute or so later, a car bomb goes off nearby or a sniper takes a shot and he is hit. The soldier is hurt but he will survive. He will recover and he will keep on serving in the field of battle.

Living with grief is like this in many ways. You are a good foot soldier, just trying to fight the 'good fight'. One minute you are doing fine, the next minute you are hit with an ambush of emotions. There is no published schedule, no known pattern, it just hits you, zaps you for awhile and then moves on. The only things that remain constant are:

1. you survive and recover,
2. you keep pressing on and
3. you can’t wait to get Home.