a grief encounter

 t /w death and grief Something a bit different- a poem I wrote called ‘My dear non grieving friends’. I was conscious of saying things like ‘we’ and ‘us’ because needless to say everyone grieves differently, and not everyone is a chronic oversharer like myself; this is simply based on my own experience as a grief novice. My dear non grieving friends, it’s okay to not understand  I can see how you might feel helpless, but there are ways to lend a hand. My dear non grieving friends, it’s okay to not relate I, too, for twenty two years was also in an unknowing state  Where it seems so hard to say the right thing Easier to not make the call  But in reality saying something   Is almost always better than nothing at all.  You see grief makes you feel like an alien Far away, different and alone But acknowledging it can validate it Making you feel less on your own.  My dear non grieving friends, it’s okay that your lives go on Of course the shock has lar...