Grief Walks With Me

By Britt

Photo by Kym VdP

I walk with grief and grief walks with me

sometimes I swim in it

I’m stuck

Drowning

Stuck in these feelings that I can’t reconcile

Between the what I have and what’s to come

Sorrow blossoming into empathy and compassion

Able to hold others sorrow

While learning to live amongst my own

I walk with grief and grief walks with me

Sometimes I’m caught off guard

Surprised by a fresh wave

Swimming in an ocean

But taken, by current and turns

Not in control of my own experience

I walk with grief and grief walks with me

It shapes me

Lingers in me

Bubbles up then subsides

Reminds me I am human

That I am not my own, responsible for just myself

But reliant on someone greater

I walk with grief and grief walks with me

And all I can do is lay it at your feet

And like a small child, ask you to walk with me.

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Britt - The After Dinner Mint Podcast Host

Britt is an accredited mental health social worker who lives with her husband and three children. She works in private practice in the hills and has a special interest in treatments for complex trauma. When she’s not working or wrangling small children, she’s taking in mindless celebrity info, thinking about what to eat next, and considering a return to running.