Understanding Grief

First of all I did not ask you to understand my Grief.
Second of all have you walked in my shoes?
Do you know what it is like to wake up each morning and your mind fill with the same memories of losing a child?
Do you remember the day you gave birth and the day your laid your child in the ground.
Third of all…Yes I know that he is in a better place. I know that one day I will see him again, that is the reason I keep breathing.
Please don’t try to tell me you don’t understand Grief, I am glad you do not.
When you love someone, when you watch them grow, learn how to play ball, catch their first fish, kill their first deer,
give you flowers from your own garden, kiss their face, hear them say I love you mommy, how can you not grieve?
I thank you for trying to understand me, but please don’t waste your time, I don’t understand myself.