To me, this image is grief.

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It is messy, it is chaotic and it demands to be witnessed. In many ways, you can't look away.

It is also raw and beautiful and bursting at the seams. It is love and it is life.

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The image, like grief,  is constantly evolving and the longer you observe it, the more it reveals. As you spend more time with it, your emotions towards it will also transform.

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Your interpretation of this image may differ from mine, just as your experience with grief may differ from mine.

 

What do you see?

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