Grief’s spiral, grief’s gifts

I’ve just passed the 30-day mark.
It’s a month since my sister Marcia died.
I wasn’t raised to be aware of this sacred time, the first month after a loss. But I love how time is set aside, in Judaism — set aside to allow one to be with the grief and the turning of life’s poignant pages. This time is called Shloshim (means thirty).
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