It'll all get better with time

I’m always humbled by my grief, the ways it reminds me that no matter how much time I spend with it, I’m by no means an “expert” in it. Unintentionally, I’ve been trying to control it, provide it a timeline and outcome. I allowed myself to be consumed wholly by my grief for the first year, thought that somehow by doing that it’d mean I’d magically come through on day 366 ready to move forward.