Your life is a still pond, calm and serene except for things on the outside that disturb your waters. Grief is like if someone rolled a giant boulder into your pond. There is a massive splash, ripples make their way across as the waters are disrupted, the fish in the water scatter, and sand and mud is tossed as the boulder falls to the bottom. But eventually, the ripples become less turbulent, the fish swim close again, and the dust and mud settle. Everything becomes still. By all outward appearances, everything is the exact same as it was. Except you, now aware that there is a huge, immovable boulder in your pond. While everything on the surface is calm and still, this boulder will always signify what happened and how things will never be the same. A new ‘normal’ has been created.