The Sadness I Couldn’t See: Lung Imbalance and the Hidden Language of Grief

I never would have thought of myself as “grieving.” If you’d asked, I would have said I was restless. Nervous. Numb. Bored. I would have said that I didn’t feel much of anything. But I wouldn’t have called it grief. Not because it wasn’t there, but because I couldn’t see it. I’ve just begun to […]