"Yoga is a practice, not a performance."
Substitute "grief" for yoga and I think you've got a truth...
Some days I fall down. I lose my balance and I can't focus.
I totally collapse and cry and want to stay in bed.
Some days I feel as though I've gotten it right.
I stand up and I move and I bless the moment.
Practice...every day is different, every day is a work in progress.
Always practicing...always working.
I'm grateful when I think of Sam and I'm led to a warm sweet place...instead of intense pain and sadness. It's brief sometimes, but I know it's there.
I'm practicing to get there.