Grief eats away at your soul. It locks us into pain and into the past while the present flies by and we miss the lives we were intended to participate in The thing about grief is that it sticks to us like the spray of a skunk . It's overpowering... and just when we think it might be gone, we get another whiff of it. When that happens the full effect floods over us again, or we spend our lives trying to suppress it...