I've been going through my teenager's things since the accident and finding evidence of a whole inner life I never knew about - poems, drawings, worries - and I'm grieving not just who he was but who he was becoming.
More people experience this than they realize.
Loss often exposes how much of even our closest relationships remained mysterious, adding the grief of missed intimacy to the grief of absence.
“Where Are You with Grief as spiritual practice?”
If this sounds familiar, the Library can help you find the bigger picture.