The 2nd year of grief can be the most difficult, so I’ve been told. The initial shock has worn off and the “firsts” are over.  Support from others begins to fade and the much anticipated, anxiety driven one-year anniversary has come and gone. The 2nd year of grief has begun.

So, now what?

It’s time for a reality check.  Your loved one is not here and is not coming back.  It’s a hard pill to swallow.  Thus is the reality of the 2nd year of grief.

It’s been about 1 year and 9 months since Kelsey ‘s been gone. Bracing myself for this harder, 2nd year of grief was not easy.  It felt like something was over, come to a conclusion and was final.  And it was. As a result, I had to accept that Kelsey was really gone and was never coming back.

 I grieved hard the first year and I dove head first into embracing my grief.  Feelings of sadness, anger, emptiness and loss filled my soul.  I knew I couldn’t run away but had to lean into my grief in order to heal.  It felt like I wouldn’t survive but this was the only way I knew how to get through.

So, I honored Kelsey’s memory on the 11th of each month in ways that made me feel good.  Listening to her music made me cry but also made me sing.  I journaled and got professional help with a grief counselor.  I built a website so I could write a blog about grief.  Friends and family listened as I shared my pain, as well as, precious memories.  Social media became an outlet where I could express my grief. And I talked to Kelsey, wrote to Kelsey and connected with Kelsey through a medium. 

Doing the hard work of grieving has allowed me to heal and move forward.  And now, I’m not just surviving each day but living each day.

Of course, there are still days of sadness, pain and emptiness.  And it sucks.  There are triggers and reminders of my loss all around.  Crying while driving is still a thing for me.

But these moments don’t last too long.  They come like a wave that knocks me down to the ocean floor.  But I don’t stay there.  I pull myself up from the tide and keep swimming.  The heavy days are becoming much lighter.  And those are the days that allow me to laugh, experience peace and feel joy.  I’ve come to realize that I’m no longer doing the work of grieving but doing the work of living.

Kelsey is still part of my life because I have consciously chosen to include her in it.  I talk to her and make sure she’s feeling my living.  Her physical form may not be present but her energy is all around, surrounding my personal space.

I will always be Kelsey’s mom.  And as her mom, I don’t want to disappoint her.  So that’s why, in this 2nd year of grief, I’m trying to live my best life.  Experiencing new things and enjoying the world around me is helping me do this. 

Because now I’m not just living for myself but I’m living for the both of us.

Thanks for reading! Karen