SUNSETS AND GRIEF
Sunsets for me are symbolic for grief and healing. Life does not stop for others in the family following the death of a loved one, one still has to go to work, the children have to go to school, the laundry has to be done, the bills have to be paid. Following the cremation of my father and upon my return from India, all these mundane but necessary things had to go on outside while simultaneously in my mind, I was going through the stages of grief – denial, anger, bargaining, depression and finally acceptance (http://www.journey-through-grief.com/kubler-ross-stages-of-grief.html).
During the initial stages of my own grief, I couldn’t help but ask my husband, how he dealt with his grief (he lost both his parents), his answer was that we eventually learn to compartmentalize. I had to dedicate sometime during the day for it and it was in the evenings around sunset, that I was processing the loss. Sunsets are comforting and in a strange way gives us hope, although its all about bidding farewell for that day, and winding down from the hustle and bustle of not only the chaos outside, but within one’s own mind. I went through a period of no creativity, which could be one of the low points of an artist, following the loss of my father.