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A little birdie told me grief was complicated. Grief is a state of being, one of deep anguish over the loss. When we experience the passing of our mother, father, or a Dear soul; unrecognizable feelings of emotions emerge. Emily Bronte captured distress of a lost lover, “Be with me always-take any form-drive me mad! only do not leave me in this abyss, where I cannot find you! Oh, God! it is unutterable! I can not live without my life! I can not live without my soul!”. Grief can be felt through unresolved dreams or the absence of freedom and hope. COVID-19 snatched our funerals, weddings, graduations, celebrations, social supports, and community from all of us. Grief has no bias against whom to pervade, it is diabolical, cruel, and universal. Grief can also be a blessed moment for those who mourn, as they will be comforted knowing they have been fully satisfied in life with love. It hurts and aches because love actually existed for us. Traveling from torment to comfort may require experienced and empathetic professionals. The therapeutic process is curative and can help morph grief into healing. And that my friends, is what a birdie told me…

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