Learning to Dance with the Limp

Life is a journey that sometimes takes you down paths you would never choose for yourself.

My brother died in July 2016, under horrifying and tragic circumstances, while he was on his honeymoon. Eventually, when I feel that I can, I will write more about his death.

The only way to cure grief is to bring back the person you are grieving for. I would give up everything to make that happen, but since I can't have that at any price, I have no cure. As anyone who is struggling with grief knows, grief is a life long companion. And while it is more bitter than sweet, the sweet part is that through this pain, you continue to love, honor and cherish your loved one.

Eloquence eludes me on the topic of grief, but this oft-repeated quote summarizes the essence of living with grief:

“You will lose someone you can’t live without, and your heart will be badly broken, and the bad news is that you never completely get over the loss of your beloved. But this is also the good news. They live forever in your broken heart that doesn’t seal back up. And you come through. It’s like having a broken leg that never heals perfectly – that still hurts when the weather gets cold, but you learn to dance with the limp.”

–Anne Lamott

So, this is what I focus on now - learning to dance with the limp.

When I started blogging, my brother was very proud of me, and encouraged me to write. I know he would want me to continue. As much for him, as for me, I am going to try and get back to blogging, ocassionally even posting articles or thoughts on grief.


- Supriya.