The Loss of Gravity

When my mom died, I kept thinking to myself “The sun is gone”.

Not in the sense of a light being dimmed or snuffed out (though that was true too), but more like there was suddenly no gravity. 

I had this clear vision in my head of my Dad, my brother, and myself as cold and lonely planets.

We had been held close together in orbit around my mom and without her there we drifted away from each other. 

It took years to really find each other again. 

I had always loved them so much, but it was like we didn’t know how to remain tied together without her. I don’t think any of us realized how much she did - the way she made sure we all talked and texted. The way she planned meals and holidays and remembered birthdays and gifts. The million little ways she anchored us all together.

We had to learn how to take care of each other in new ways and it wasn’t always easy. 

But over time we learned.

All grief is profound and deeply felt.

But there is something especially frightening about losing that person who was the glue, the anchor, the Sun in your world. 

No matter where you are in your grief, it’s ok to seek support. 

If you feel like therapy might be a good next step, please reach out.