Grief is weird.

It shows up on its own schedule. Sometimes, it blindsides you out of nowhere.

Yesterday, I was driving through the campus of my old college where I had met my ex-wife. Suddenly, the wave of memories from my life there hit me. I cannot say what was specifically triggering the tears.

But they were definitely triggered…

…and that is okay.

Our grief just signals that we invested in something that we lost. That investment is a good thing. It means we are living a life with our hearts open to love in the broadest sense of the word, and what is life without love?!

My divorce will be officially a decade old this December. Those days feel like another life. Yet I clearly still have my moments of grief, and that is okay.