After picking up a few Christmas gifts the other night we headed into the local Chapters for a little book browsing and coffee drinking.
It was with some irony that I found myself gravitating to the ‘grief’ section and scanning some books.
Ingrid found me there and we stood for probably 20 minutes, each reading our own book on grief. The irony? Christmas music was pumping from the speakers, shoppers were bustling around and people were in a festive mood. Of course. It’s Christmas and that’s a good thing. And there we were…standing quietly reading books on loss like a little grief island in the middle of Merry Christmas ocean.
I’m not looking for sympathy or pity. Far from it. It was just one of those moments that happens on this journey. Sort of weird, almost funny (but not ha ha funny!), and poignant at times.
Those ‘Chapters’ moments are random, but they happen and you must just go with the flow.
Tis the season!