As a Christian people expect you to grieve a certain way. To respond and then move on.
Mourning is an interesting process, at least I have told people that and been told that myself.
But what is a process with out order? If this has order I don't see it.
It isn't chaos either, but it seems to get harder when you know all standard the answers.
Knowing the answers means no new bit. No new nugget of truth to brighten the day so you must cling to the truth already known.
People try to express understanding, but it's hard because we can't really know where someone is at.
This is why we take what comfort we can from a sympathetic high priest.
So how do you go through the stages of grief, when you know the answers and people just want you to go back to normal?
Denial- How do you deny something you know so well to be true, to be reality. It's hard to ignore something like a huge hole in your heart, yet you know that if God didn't fill it that it would have emptied long ago
Guilt- Why should I feel guilt if I said what I needed to say before it was to late, and I'm forgiven anyway.
Anger- What if you refuse to be angry? How would you justify anger at the one who holds life in His hands and gives eternal life to the dead. You could rage against the curse of sin, but the best way to be angry at sin is to give it the silent treatment.
Bargain-How do you bargain with God if you habitually give him everything everyday? You would have to think you have something that He needs or wants, but he already has everything and all you have is cast on Him because you can't carry the weight.
Depression- What if you are constantly reminded of your blessings? How do you spiral into depression when your are surrounded by the hugs and laughter of your little blessings everyday, and when people care so much.
Acceptance- I can't even right about this. I don't understand it. As a Christian I don't have to accept it because God provided a way of escape. That's the point. This is why we really want our friends and family to know Jesus Christ, so that we don't have to accept that they're gone forever. Because their not.
All I need is a little distraction from the empty sounds. He was such a huge voice in my life.
I want to hear him still, but there is much talking, so much noise.
I want a break down. I want loose myself. I just don't see it in me.
How do you restart a life that never got a chance to stop.?
Why do people want to stop the pain that lets me know how much I truly loved?
Where can I go.....? ...God you are there already!