The Seasons We Don’t Speak Of - A Grief Reflection

There are many seasons in life, and we usually talk about the joyous ones. The wedding season. The baby season. Milestone birthdays and anniversaries. Joy and celebration.

But there are other seasons we don't talk about. The seasons of death. They’re just as inevitable, yet often unspoken. One comes when you start to lose your grandparents, parents, aunties, and uncles. If life follows the 'typical' trajectory, this begins in adulthood. And later, if we live long enough, we face the deaths of our friends and siblings.

These seasons are quietly stitched into every life, yet hidden from view. As if speaking of death might invite it in. As if mourning aloud might unravel something too hard to bear.

And so we’re left to navigate these seasons in silence. Alone.

What if we didn’t look away? What if we gave grief the space it deserves, in all its quiet, confusing, aching forms? What if we let each other speak of the pain, and also the love that lives within it?