How to Make a Grief Soup
Ingredients
One mother and our generational trauma.
Heaps of guilt and shame over not knowing how to grieve.
Pounds of frustration with myself for being 10 years in and still struggling.
Layers of grief for my children and the loss of a maternal grandmother.
A few pieces of grief over the loss of my mother as I became a mother and all the questions I could have asked her and didn’t about what it was like to live a life, raise a daughter, become a mother without her mother (Okay, maybe more than a few pieces).
A dash of confusion over why it is so life changing and significant.
A handful of belief that it should somehow not define me, yet it does.
Another sprinkle of guilt and shame (there is a lot of that in there).
A pinch of confusion.
A never ending sprinkle of fear.
Instructions:
Add each ingredient to the pot, the order is not important (and you will likely add them many times).
It is a slow cook, each ingredient added with care and deliberate intention, slowly when each is ready and not a moment sooner.
