{"id":5040,"date":"2021-10-08T15:18:11","date_gmt":"2021-10-08T15:18:11","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/cindyswriting.com\/?p=5040"},"modified":"2021-10-08T15:18:13","modified_gmt":"2021-10-08T15:18:13","slug":"grief-is-one-room-in-a-house","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/cindyswriting.com\/index.php\/2021\/10\/08\/grief-is-one-room-in-a-house\/","title":{"rendered":"Grief is One Room in a House"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<figure class=\"wp-block-image size-large\"><img decoding=\"async\" width=\"1024\" height=\"546\" src=\"https:\/\/cindyswriting.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2021\/10\/sitting-alone-1024x546.jpg\" alt=\"\" class=\"wp-image-5041\" srcset=\"https:\/\/cindyswriting.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2021\/10\/sitting-alone-1024x546.jpg 1024w, https:\/\/cindyswriting.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2021\/10\/sitting-alone-300x160.jpg 300w, https:\/\/cindyswriting.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2021\/10\/sitting-alone-768x409.jpg 768w, https:\/\/cindyswriting.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2021\/10\/sitting-alone-1536x819.jpg 1536w, https:\/\/cindyswriting.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2021\/10\/sitting-alone-2048x1092.jpg 2048w, https:\/\/cindyswriting.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2021\/10\/sitting-alone-850x453.jpg 850w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 1024px) 100vw, 1024px\" \/><\/figure>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"has-text-align-center has-medium-font-size\">Grief for her is a room in the house of her mind. <\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"has-text-align-center has-medium-font-size\">No windows. <\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"has-text-align-center has-medium-font-size\">One door. <\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"has-text-align-center has-medium-font-size\">Not a scary space or a place she avoids.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"has-text-align-center has-medium-font-size\"> In fact, she often seeks its confines. <\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"has-text-align-center has-medium-font-size\">When emotions rise like a building thundercloud, she is drawn to that room. <\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"has-text-align-center has-medium-font-size\">Opening the door and stepping inside, she feels embraced.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"has-text-align-center has-medium-font-size\"> Quietly she shuts the door behind her, knowing that she is only visiting.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"has-text-align-center has-medium-font-size\"> The stay might be long or short, but not permanent.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"has-text-align-center has-medium-font-size\"> She sits, cradling memories in her lap like a well-read book.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"has-text-align-center has-medium-font-size\"> Long ago tears had cleansed her soul, leaving a space that cannot be filled.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"has-text-align-center has-medium-font-size\"> And yet, that space is encircled with love so that the hollowness is bearable, stitched into her life like a scar that no longer throbs.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"has-text-align-center has-medium-font-size\"> Refreshed, she rises again, sets down the book of remembrances, and gently closes the door behind her as she thanks the room for its healing.\u00a0<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Grief for her is a room in the house of her mind. No windows. One door. Not a scary space or a place she avoids. In fact, she often seeks its confines. When emotions rise like a building thundercloud, she is drawn to that room. Opening the door and stepping inside, she feels embraced. Quietly&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[440],"class_list":["post-5040","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-uncategorized","tag-grief"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/cindyswriting.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/5040","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/cindyswriting.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/cindyswriting.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/cindyswriting.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/cindyswriting.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=5040"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/cindyswriting.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/5040\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":5042,"href":"https:\/\/cindyswriting.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/5040\/revisions\/5042"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/cindyswriting.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=5040"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/cindyswriting.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=5040"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/cindyswriting.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=5040"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}