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Begin at the beginning!
Hello reader and thank you for stumbling on to my little corner of the internet. I hope my words fascinate you, make you think, inspire you to explore your own inner world or help you understand someone else (possibly me, but hopefully someone you actually know). To begin at the beginning I will tell you…
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No consent
Grief is not a welcomed lover. It does not court you with flowers. Gives you no pretty words, no mystery. It does not seduce you with time, it offers you no patience. No, grief takes you when it wants, takes from you that that cannot be returned. Offers tears instead of flowers, lamentations instead of…
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Grief is normal
Grief is normal. I didn’t know. No one ever told me. I never listened. Worst of all, I didn’t understand. It wasn’t my fault though. There are no words to describe the pain. No analogies to help frame it. No way of explaining the agony, the scaring, the change. No way of explaining the chasm,…
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Grief – an introduction.
Grief is a wild ride. At many points in this journey (is that what I’m supposed to call it?) my mind tells me nothing has changed. I assume he is still sitting in his arm chair, there when I make it home, a voice in the background waiting for its opportunity to connect when I…
What I Mean When I Say I'm Ok
When spoken words fail you…
This is how it all started…
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Ify Okolo-Grebe
I’m Ify, a professional, a wife, a mother, a first generation something, and a person who feels a lot but can’t find the words when speaking, so writes instead.