r/GriefSupport 7d ago

Message Into the Void Our grief as an orchestra.

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The other day, as I was sobbing hysterically in my car, I thought, “I hope she (my mom) can’t see me.”

Because if she did, she’d be sad.

Then I imagined my pain as an instrument instead. What if whenever I cry for her, in her dimension, it sounds like a piano.

And then there is Wes, of course. He’s the violin.

Andy, a clarinet—Matt, a harp.

Brad a bassoon, Kelly a cello, Lisa a flute.

Our grief is the orchestra of her life.

It’s never lonely in her world, because while the other instruments come in and out, the piano never stops playing.

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u/Entire_Adagio_5120 Sibling Loss 7d ago

This is beautiful

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u/TerryLovesThrowaways 7d ago

How lovely

I read something about grief where a wise man said, the dead receive your prayers like silken handkerchiefs.

I laugh, imagining my little brother keeps getting greeted by floating handkerchiefs as he strolls leisurely in heaven, in good health and no pain.

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u/LDDD1234 6d ago

I love this.

I’m sorry for your loss.

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u/TerryLovesThrowaways 6d ago

I'm sorry for your loss too, may your hearts find ease.