On Grief, Part Zero.
I think we've all experienced some sort of grief this past year. Some more than others. We're all conditioned to think of grief as losing someone. Like when people go away Or when they passed. And it is. It is grief to the rawest form. Having someone ripped out of your life, erased. Just like that. But this year grief has shown it's face in more ways than what we're used to. Or what we've been taught. Like grieving over losing a sense of normalcy. Because, this is what I think. No one ever really understood what normal is. Maybe it's what's typical of things. Maybe it's what's expected. Maybe it's what's keeping the world spinning. In an order where no one really understands where to start questioning. Then came last year, Where we're reminded that with order, there also needs to be chaos. Where what is expected needs to exist with things that are unexpected. Where the things we've learned needs to walk alongside the chapter of a book