Reconstituting our losses

Right now, the media is full of stories about loss, we’re confronted with it at work, and then even when we get home we face the loss of small everyday pleasures. This is often called ‘grief work’, a term I’ve never really embraced. Not because dealing with losses isn’t work—it is indeed—but because the focus of work should not be about rehearsing the loss—the work should be about reconstituting what that person, or routine, or ritual brought forth in you. What can you call forth, as you power down for the evening?