Grief is a funny thing, it hits you, when you wouldn’t think.
The planet lost a beautiful soul today, and although I’d only met her a handful of times. I’m grieving.grieving for my friends who lost a housemate, grieving for her family, who I never met. Grieving for her partner , who only ever prayed for the best.
At the same time in the midst of all this grief , I feel ashamed. Why should I be grieving, I’ve only ever had a few drinks a couple of times with this girl. I don’t really know her, she didn’t really know me. There are people whose hearts are breaking, parents who’ll never see their daughter again, a partner who’ll never feel their embrace. Why am i grieving? This is selfish.
I don’t know how grief works. I don’t have the answers….but Steph the world will miss you.