The advice one of my dearest friends that I’ve made this last year has given me.
He knows what he’s talking about after all. He too lost the love of his life.
I take his advice as expert advice. He’s been doing this way longer than me!
So I listened.
I went for a run.
The runs suddenly turned into workout sessions and about a year later here I stand, in the best shape of my life.
Fueled by grief, because I refuse to let grief overtake me.
So, if suddenly you find yourself in the depths of grief. Let me pass on this piece of advice…
Go for a run!