I went to see the King Tut Exhibit at the Los Angeles Science Center. As we walked in to the exhibit, I saw a quote on the wall from the Egyptian Book of the Dead in big beautiful gold lettering that said "Speak the name of the dead to make them live again."
Ancient Egyptians believed that we died twice. Once when our physical body died, and then a second time when our name was spoken for the last time.
As I stood there staring at the quote, I realized why I needed to write my story. I needed to keep my loved ones alive by memorializing their names in writing. Writing the memoir had nothing to do with me and everything to do with them. Their stories needed to be heard.
Living with grief is our new reality, and we need time to get acquainted with this new version of ourselves. We are now a variation of who we were, an alternation of the fabric of the person we were before our loss occurred. Going through this transformation, although painful, does provide us the opportunity to learn how to live with grief and grow into a stronger version of ourselves.
Although it may seem unattainable at first, we can transform our grief into growth one day at a time by focusing on ourselves.
I call it transforMEtion.