Grief is Like a Lemon

 

Some days, grief is heavy in your hands.

 Sour. Sharp. Unshakable.

 Its scent lingers,

 its tang presses against your tongue

 even when you try to ignore it.

You cannot dress it up.

 You cannot soften it or sweeten it 

to make it easier to swallow.

 You can only hold it,

 let it sting,

 let it sit with you.

And in letting it be,

 you learn something profound:

 that grief is tied to love,

 and that both deserve to be felt.

You honor what you have lost

 and what you still carry.

 The weight, the sting, the flavor.

All of it is part of remembering.

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This metaphor will be featured in an upcoming book.   

Find my first book, Grief is Like a Donut, on Amazon:

Grief is Like a Donut offers gentle support for those navigating the heartache of loss. Beautifully illustrated and poetic, this book uses metaphors, and images to reflect the confusion, numbness, and unexpected pockets of sweetness that grief can bring.

Perfect for times when focus is difficult, each metaphor is independent, so the book can be read a little at a time and in any order. It is a companion for moments when you need to pause, reflect, or simply feel understood.

Rather than trying to define grief, this book illuminates the many ways loss shows up in our bodies, minds, and lives, offering comfort, validation, and the sense of being seen.

This metaphor will be featured in an upcoming book.   

Find my first book, Grief is Like a Donut, on Amazon:

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