Hello, Grief.
Come into my house; make yourself comfortable.
I trust you, as you are a relentless yet steady companion.
Come to my table. Yes, my friend, you are invited to eat.
You may have the seat of honor, for though I do not love you, I respect you.
I no longer fear you.
I have seen what you are capable of, yet I am still here, and I am even more powerful since you have left your mark.
Gorge yourself on my flesh, for I have made peace with your pain, I have frolicked in my death and I am safe.
When you have had your fill, you may go. You are welcome to return, for I am now committed to being hospitable to you, Grief.
I know I cannot stop you, though I tried for far too long.
So I welcome you, I welcome you home.