“Grief is like the ocean, it comes in waves”
Grief waves: those moments when your grief comes up out of nowhere, washing over you or knocking you down like a ton of bricks. Early this summer we challenged you to share your “Grief Wave” photographs with us as part of our Summer Photogrief Challenge. We were overwhelmed by the responses we got. We only choose five to share in this round-up and it was hard to pick just five! Luckily you can check out the other submissions in the gallery and by searching the hashtag #griefwaves on instagram.
Submitted on Instagram
“Alstroemerias…those were Grandma Vikki’s favorite.” Keeping the memories of our family alive, is a conscious effort; a balancing act if you will. It is important to me that my daughter feels safe to share and express her meaningful sentiments and memories. I lead in this by my example. Without making age appropriate dialog in these moments of my own reminders, my daughter would grow up not knowing the little things that helped in making the lives of her father or either of my parents. Daddy Joey, Grandma Vikki and Grandpa Dennis would just be pictures on a paper from stories she cannot relate. It hurts. Remembering. Forgetting. All of it. But in the end, the memories I have are what we have left of them. #griefwaves #consciousparenting #onlyparent #parentlessparenting
Submitted on Photogrief
By Kate Gee (you can find her on instagram @griefstagram
This photo montage, that I am calling “Unhappy Hour,” was taken when I was having a few beers with friends on a beautiful Friday evening, when the same type of ambulance that arrived after I found my husband dead rolled by and I just lost it for about an hour.
“The Mountains are calling and I must Go.” ~ John Muir.
It is not always the ocean that pulls you in for renewal. The mountains have the same effect on this Colorado girl. When I look at this picture that my husband (Scott McClarrinon) took, I see the waves of mountains and I am in awe.