No Idioms Today

Today was the day. I sit here trying to figure out what I feel. Grief, loneliness, sadness....loss. But I sit here just the same. There is something to be said about the cultures that wail. I found this:

Grief was expressed in an open and unrestrained way that was cathartic and communally shared, very much in contrast with the modern emphasis on controlling one’s emotions and keeping grief private. 

In various cultures the outpouring of emotion was not only required but performed ceremonially, in the form of ritualized weeping accompanied by wailing and shrieking. For example, traditions of the “death wail,” which allowed people to cry their grief aloud, have been documented among the ancient Celts. They exist today among various indigenous peoples of Africa, South America, Asia and Australia.

Wailing is what my heart wants to do but the stiff upper lip, taught before I was conscious of being taught, prevails. It is said that there is a time for everything. Perhaps it is time to learn to wail. 

Our golfing buddy 

She let me know it was time♥