Ahh, you are so wise, so insightful.
Poets are, after all!
Yes, Kelly "went inside herself," shutting out others.
Did we need to revisit the past, all the mistakes, the regrets?
She refused to.
Never one to say "I was wrong and I am sorry."
No regrets! Look ahead, always - that was Kelly.
You are soooo right about the STAGES of grief.

It comes in blasts, in whiffs, in moments. Not stages. That's western medical hooey talk. What kind of person thinks they can pin grief down, make it manageable?

Well said! BRAVO!
You could expand on this for some future contest. Maybe not this one (domestic violence, namely, verbal abuse) might catch your interest this time around:
Ladies of Hive Community Contest #144

.... Select one topic below and describe in 300 words, photos can be your own (your garden or something around the home you cherish):
🔸 Intimate partner violence: Intimidation, threats, or verbal abuse. Expand on what you know or how you deal with this matter considering almost one-in-every-four homes appears to suffer silently.

Back to you.

Every death steals possibilities - yes.

We are to believe that other doors open, other paths are cleared, but I am weary of finding ways to regard death, Loss of a Loved One, the empty spot. Yes, empty spaces get filled the way space you cleared in a garden will fill in with weeds - unless we are oh, so vigilant, guarding that space, protecting it from being filled in by the unwanted, unnecessary, unproductive stuff...
You know all this
I just talk too much!!!!