Erase

“Slowly, quietly, like snow-flakes— like the small flakes that come when it is going to snow all night — little flakes of me, my impressions, my selections, are settling down on the image of her. The real shape will be quite hidden in the end.” C.S Lewis - A Grief Observed

What happens when traumatic grief causes your mind alter how and what you remember to protect you. It calls the validity of one’s own memories into question and whether those who “live on in our memories” are truly the same people.