I try to not be too much To not wear my grief on my sleeve To just nod and smile While the first weeks, months, years I was screaming how much it hurts, nowadays I tend to be more quiet when it comes to sharing my grief. Maybe because I’m afraid people won’t accept 4 year old grief as much as 6 month old grief, perhaps because I started to build a life again around my grief and sometimes even I don’t know where to continuously make room for the loss. Today, on the forth year that my mom spends her life elsewhere, I knew I needed to dive deep into my heart and make all the space I was longing for again. Thank you high priestess @idaresialit for blessing me and my mom all the way from Bali. I miss you my love. #motherlessdaughters