On our grief journey, we spend a great deal of time alone. Life moves on, people move on, at a more rapid pace than we do. Often, the world moves on when we are finally ready to talk about the events that have recently occurred. We become bitter at the people around us. How can you be so happy when you know I am so miserable? The sunshine doesn’t feel so warm and comforting, the little things don’t seem to give us the same joy that they did before. We begin to question if we will ever feel joy again. Sound familiar? I can write about, because I have been there. This quote sums up everything that I had to learn after my dad’s suicide. The grief journey is one that we walk alone. There are people there to support us, encourage us, and sometimes guide us. Similar to running a race. There are people running along with you, bystanders holding signs and chanting encouraging messages. But it is just you and the road. You are the only person who can cross that finish line. In your own time, at your own pace. Remember this as you begin your day. You set the pace on your journey. You begin to see the beauty along the road. You feel the warmth of the sun, when you are ready. In your own time, at your own pace.