Weathering the Storm of Grief

July 3, 2020

The thunder rolls. It’s loud and noticeable. It bangs. It rattles. It roars. Streaks of lightning cut through like an illuminated knife. 

This thunder, this storm, it isn’t outside, nor found in the sky. This is the storm of loss. 

The storm of grief. Mighty and strong. Steady and unpredictable. A storm that causes destruction of the soul. A storm that causes destruction of the heart and mind. 

The storm of grief.

A storm that came without warning, allowing no time for protection or shelter. A storm with winds that knock you down and darkness that’s filled with fear and emptiness. 

The storm of grief. 

A storm that no one else sees or feels. To the outside world, there is no storm. Only sunshine, continuous living, and adventure. While this storm disrupts your plans and future, the world keeps moving. Unaware of the forecast of your heart and mind. 

The storm of grief.

To you, it is loud and powerful. To others, it is silent and invisible. They do not even know of it’s existence. 

With time, you realize it’s pace, it’s momentum, and it’s duration. It’s not constant, but it remains steady and unpredictable. With time, you learn how to protect yourself from its wrath. 

You survive and continue to survive it’s existence. 

Soon you realize, if you can weather the storm of loss, you can handle anything.  

xox, Chels

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A wife, mother and educator who has Indiana roots and a passionate spirit. Chelsea is a sappy romantic, coffee junkie, book collector, and person who wears her heart on her sleeve. She’s sarcastic, full of jokes, full of tears, and enjoys writing most when life gets messy or complicated. In 2017, Chelsea's mother passed away. Through her grief journey, she decided to take her mother’s advice and share her writing with the world. One day she gained the courage to honor her mother's wishes and write. It turned out to be one of the best decisions she's ever made.

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