Grief, as Nikita Gill beautifully illustrates, is not a monolithic experience. It’s a journey of encountering Anger, Sadness, and eventually Healing. These “children of grief” invite us to feel deeply, each one bringing lessons as profound as they are painful.
Anger storms through us first, unapologetically shaking our inner world. She forces us to confront the rupture in our hearts, demanding that we release the pent-up chaos within. To honor Anger means allowing her storm to pass through, knowing she is a necessary force of expression.
Then comes Sadness, quietly weaving herself into the core of our being. She is the weight we carry, the ache that feels endless. Sadness teaches us patience, requiring us to sit with her presence until we gather the strength to break free. Honoring Sadness means letting ourselves mourn, surrendering to the depth of loss without shame.
Finally, when the storm and the ache have subsided, Healing arrives. Her presence is subtle, like sunlight through cracks in broken pottery. She reminds us that what we have grieved is not to be forgotten but transformed. Honoring Healing means embracing the scars left behind, recognizing their beauty and resilience.
To truly honor grief is to feel these emotions fully, without rushing the process. It is an act of courage to let each child of grief do their work within us. In doing so, we allow ourselves to grow, to mend, and to carry the memory of what we’ve lost with grace.
As Nikita Gill writes, the balm of Healing will remind us that our grief holds meaning—and it was never meant to be erased.
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