“You cannot prevent the birds of sorrow from flying over your head, but you can prevent them from building nests in your hair.”
~ Old Chinese Proverb

Every time I think I’ve mastered the art of grief — and it is an art, in that it’s intensely personal and wildly subjective — a new layer is revealed.
I know I write about it a lot in this space, but it’s not just to spill ink…


