This is what grief is.
A hole ripped through the very fabric of your being.
The hole eventually heals along the jagged edges that remain. It may even shrink in size.
But that hole will always be there.
A piece of you always missing.
For where there is deep grief, there was great love.
Don’t be ashamed of your grief.
Don’t judge it.
Don’t suppress it.
Don’t rush it.
Rather, acknowledge it.
Lean into it.
Listen to it.
Feel it.
Sit with it.
Sit with the pain. And remember the love.
This is where the healing will begin.
Monica Bobbit
I am here in Geneva and was told the statue was moved 3 to 4 years ago. Nobody seems to know where it went. I am pretty upset. I made a trip here specially for this. I cannot find anything updates online.
Author of this poem is Monica Bobbit from Canada.
Thank you so very much for this. I will credit her and share her website. I really appreciate it – thanks again!
Please tell me who took this photograph?
Sadly, I have no credit for the photographer, but if you ever find out, please let me know and I can put it in the post.
Found this online: This heartbreakingly beautiful sculpture is called Melancolie. It was created by Albert György (living in Switzerland, but born in Romania) and can be found in Geneva in a small park on the promenade (Quai du Mont Blanc) along the shore of Lake Geneva.*
Thank you so much for this!
Very moving poem which speaks to my grief for my beloved husband. Clearly you understand deep and abiding love and loss. The bigger the love, the bigger the loss and grief.
Unfortunately this sculpture is not in Geneva anymore as reported. It has been moved away and presently being exhibited in October 2022 is in Ontario, Canada ( where exactly is not known ).
Thank you so much for letting me know!
Do you have a source of that?
Am doing an essay on this – do you know where in Ontario it is? Thanks jeanhedden@btinternet.com