The Weight Of What's Gone: Words & Thoughts From A Grieving Heart | Grief Quotes & Poems

by Jenna Lowthert

Grief is heavy, but so is love.. and somehow, we learn to carry the weight of both.

made a wish today. a wish that you are free of pain and at peace. a wish that you would visit me in my dreams. a wish that you somehow know how much I love and miss you. today, i wished for you.

grief is wanting to keep everything that was ever theirs because sometimes we feel that is all we have left of them.

when we grieve for a loved one, we also grieve for ourselves and the sadness of knowing what we lost. they’re gone, they’re not coming back and we are left here to miss them.

all of the words left unsaid.

when the seasons change, i miss you even more for each thing that changes is a constant reminder of time passing by without you here.

but maybe they are somewhere.. missing us just as much as we miss them.

i guess i am just always here.. forever missing you.

i never truly understood loss until i sat next to my mom’s hospital bed and begged for a miracle that never came.

we replay our last words over and over again. always wishing for just one more chance to hear their voice and i don’t think that the longing to speak to them, just one more time, ever truly goes away.

you would never sit in that spot on the couch that you always claimed as yours.

all the simple things that you would never get to do again.

grief is the shadow that follows you around everywhere you go. some days it is barely there. some days it is all you can see.

when we have to say goodbye to someone we love, we aren’t just saying goodbye to them.. we are saying goodbye to our future lives that we never imagined them not being a part of.

say their name. shout it from a rooftop. talk about them. tell their story. drive with the windows down, blasting their old favorite songs. celebrate their life. live yours for them. never let them be forgotten.. and they will always be remembered.

they say that grief is the price we pay for love.. but what they don’t tell you is that sometimes the cost is so high that we never truly recover.

this is my grief journey and nobody else’s. i will never allow anyone to put a timeline on my grief. i will never feel bad for having a day when i scream and cry and let it all out. i will never be guilted into missing my loved one any less just because so much time has gone by. and i will never, ever stop talking about them just because people think that i should be “over it by now”

i will always miss you more than i did yesterday but never more than i will tomorrow, for my life is consumed by the thought that we should have had so much more time together and i will never go a day without you on my mind.

if you are struggling, please remember this.. grief is never a sign of weakness. grief means we had a life filled with love. grief is the way we honor that love that we still have in our hearts for those we lost.

heavens gain was my hearts biggest loss.

how lovely would it be.. to fall asleep and wake up only to realize that this was all just a bad dream.

losing a parent is not just a moment of sadness. it’s a lifelong adjustment to our world as we always knew it now forever changed.

though you have left, you can’t really be gone. you’re in everything.. every word. every sky every star. every song. in my heart, your love will reside a bond like ours, not time, distance, nor death can divide. my tears fall like rain upon the trees, i look around and i always find you within me.

and i wonder if it will always feel as if it were just yesterday… no matter how many years go by.

the hardest part wasn’t just the loss.. it was the learning to live without them in a place that doesn’t feel like home anymore.

i hope the days you have spent without me have not been filled with so much heartache and sadness. i hope they have been filled with all the love, strength, and happiness you deserve. though i am no longer with you on earth, please know that i am always watching over you, i have not missed a beat. this life is filled with ups and downs and i know you’ve struggled with my passing but i hope you continue to live your life in the fullest way possible. life is a gift and i want you to always remember to make the most of it. love life, go see the world, always be kind to others and never give up on those dreams of yours. when you are sad, please remember that you always carry a piece of me with you. we are forever connected, no matter the distance. you have my heart; you are my heart. when you feel lost or lonely, please think of me with joy rather than sadness, and when you are missing me, please think of all the happy times, the laughter, and the love that we shared. i know i can't be by your side to tell you that it will all be okay, but you must know, my daughter, that my love for you never went away. never forget that i live in your heart and one day, when the time is right, i will see you again and hug you so tight. with all my love from heaven, mom

the second you died, i knew that i would miss you for the rest of my life.

the stars remind me of you. so bright, so beautiful. yet so far away.

they live on through us. through the things that we do. through the stories that we tell. through the love we still hold for them. they are forever a part of us and we are forever a part of them.

after my mom died, i remember thinking often about how we could ever leave this house. how could we possibly bag up her things, get rid of them, and just leave that house behind? is a house really a home when your loved one is gone? no…it’s not. a house, in fact, is just a house. just because that house is the only place i’ve ever known her, doesn’t change the fact that she’s gone. leaving there didn’t make me love or miss her any less. as much as i would love to hold onto every single thing forever, i know that i can’t.. and what i’ve come to realize is that just because we move forward with our lives, does not mean that we forget them. and as hard as it was for me to leave that house, the only place that i have ever called home.. i now know that a house is just a house. it’s the people that make it a home.