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My name is Joy, and I love to write.
Why poetry, here? Because poetry uplifts its writer, and if she is lucky enough, her readers, too. Around us, so many objects abound to write about. Once a poet starts with a smallest, most trivial object, he shall discover that his pen will spill out what is most delicate or most majestic hidden inside him. Since the classics sometimes dealt with lofty subjects with a lofty language, a person with poetry in his soul may incline to emulate that. That is understandable. Poetry does that to a person: it enlarges the soul and gives it wings. Yet, to really soar, a poet needs to take off from the ground.
 
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Daily Cascade #1095689 added August 21, 2025 at 12:17pm
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On Grief
Prompt: Grief doesn't mean that you can't enjoy your life anymore. Write about this in your Blog entry today.
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I should know this well, but I don't know how true it is when this quote says that grief doesn't mean you can't enjoy life anymore. I have to say maybe you can but not fully, not like as before.
Still, one can and does enjoy some stuff like a friend's joke, a cup of coffee or tea, the relief from having finished a task, and other small things like that. Such things, however, are only small instances of enjoyment, and they have nothing to do with the overall enjoyment of life that we (case in point, I) have experienced before grief struck.
On the quote's side, human spirit, in its depth for resilience, tries hard to enjoy life, "like before." But, in my experience, it is never "like before."
Yet, alongside with our resilience, we humans have vulnerability. When resilience and vulnerability work together, they may manage to cover up our deepest wounds, especially grief.
So, the enjoyment we push ourselves to feel becomes as if we are wearing a temporary mask. It depends if we can breathe behind that mask. As such, immense emotional energy is needed to stay behind a mask, for the mask very often can betray its user. This betrayal may show up in an almost unnoticeable flinching at certain words, a quick intake of breath, or a momentary loss of composure before the mask is swiftly reapplied. This is because, although this temporary enjoyment-mask may be a charade, it does serve a purpose.
I mean, who wants to make other people sad, too! So we fake it, until hopefully we can make it. Still, this "making it" isn't easy, I know from my own experiences. For example, long after my husband passed away, I invented different facades of enjoyment to maintain a semblance of normalcy, as if I were performing on stage to reassure others that the pain isn't consuming me. My sons, however, saw through me, even if others didn't, despite my most convincing smiles and disproportionate cheerfulness.
Grief is not something one can overcome easily, because it is a very strong emotional response to a significant loss. It takes time to overcome its strongest effects. Sometimes, it takes years, and sometimes, it takes a lifetime.
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