Walking alone at a park, a friend of mine saw a woman busily walking towards her, dictating something into her phone. The woman looked earnest and concentrated.
She came closer and closer, and as her words became more distinct, my socially-distancing friend heard these slow, simple words:
“Sadness is an ocean with nothing in it. Period.”
Oh how I want to know that woman’s story. I recently googled those words and came up empty; apparently, she hasn’t published them yet. In any case, I’m guessing you resonate with her sentiment.
Thank you so much to the Trotter’s for sharing this special piece about grief and what it can look like and the different ways it can show up in our lives. For the rest of this blog by Jonathan Trotter click here.