I wonder how long the denial phase of grieving can last?
I can see how anger, sadness and acceptance can be a cycle we go through our entire life.
After 18 months, though, it still surprises me when, out of the clear blue, I feel this deep and utter disbelief...
Did he really do that?
Anyone who has experienced a death knows that this is not your run-of-the-mill, "Oh my gosh! Can you believe that happened?"
It is a deeper surreal feeling of being out of sync with reality.
I have found that it seems to happen after I've been going through a period of acceptance.
Perhaps that is why it feels so jarring and unexpected?
And it seems like each time it happens it, at least temporarily, reboots the acceptance phase and gets me thinking again.
