Grief is a learning process…



What was it like to stumble as you took your first steps in the grief experience?

As you found your footing, little by little, how did the grief experience transform?

Who or what helped you most to find the footing?

Is there a particular person (from your past or present) who would be especially proud of how you’ve learned to walk and let the grief transform? ¬†What would they say to you to express their pride in your transformation?

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