Grief is a wound

Grief is a wound of sorts, occasionally physical, but mostly emotional and mental. Like a physical wound, grief takes time to heal and it heals differently in all of us.
In some the wound heals over and life seems to go on, but the wound is still there underneath, healing away, concealed from casual view. This kind of wound can be dangerous if it decides to fester rather than heal, but usually heals with little scarring.
In others the wound heals bottom up, working along with the help of a bandage and perhaps some salve. In the end it looks quite like the first wound, a faint scar and nothing more.
Then there are the wounds that refuse to heal; the ones that require professional care to make them heal properly.
All these kinds of wounds injury us, cause some sort level of discomfort and can, if left uncared for, be life threatening if ignored.
That is my charge and my concern, that we all deal as we must with this wound called grief. That we each take the proper steps to heal our personal grief wounds as only we know how, to process the grief and heal it as best we can so that we go on living again, changed somewhat, scarred to some intent, but living. By ignoring this grief we set forth on a path of self-destructiveness, denial, and pain.It should be noted that each new wound will heal differently, require different kinds of aid to heal, and take a different amount of time to heal. There is no one “proper” path to this healing, it is our healing that we need to do, and it need to be done our way.