Hello, Grief. Come into my house; make yourself comfortable. I trust you, as you are a relentless yet steady companion. Come to the 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 pain, I have frolicked with my own death. 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 to my home.