This post just showed up in my FB today. I loved it. It was encouraging and felt I wanted to share it with you. Have no idea who wrote it. But that is what I needed today. Just Keep going. Hope you are having a wonderful weekend. I’m working on it. Been raining for 3 weeks down in Florida.
You get to a point in you life when you can not escape the experiences of grief. The experiences are different, pending on the relation to you. Whether it is our parents, spouse, or children the pain of grief is immobolizing. I’ve experienced all three, even though the spouse was an ex. Still felt bad, because he gave me two beautiful boys. So I can honestly say I can speak to this subject.
The biggest question is how long should you grieve? The answer is: It is my journey, and when it takes as long as it takes. There are the 5 stages, by Kubler-Ross. I included them in a previous post. You will move on and there are several ways to help you. That is what motivated me to create this blog. You will heal. But there is, and always will be a hole in your heart where your relation(s) was.
Even if you expect a loss, you never are ready for it. The idea sends you into shell shock, your numb and you walk around like you are in a constant fog. This doesn’t have to happen. But it does, more often than not. As time goes by, the fog starts to lift. This is the time you need to start taking your own initiative to do things. Be creative, write in journal, read…so many options.
There will be moments when something sets you off, but You get back on track, but it is only 2 steps back not 10. Acknowledge what you have done, be proud and know you will make it through.
This isn’t the easiest topic. But I feel that by helping you understand my journey, it might also help you understand you are not alone, not just you. Most important you will be ok.
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It is for 6 months since Allen has passed. I have gone through the gambit of emotions. But last few nights have been rough with the debates. My son would have been on the campaign trails by now and we would have been on the phone through the whole thing and explaining the whole thing, not that I couldn’t, but he had the pulse higher up before he chose who to work for. He was in demand. I missed him so much. He was such an animated person, everyone loved him. But he wanted to be with his brother, Brett in heaven. I know they are in a good place and fulfilling their purpose in Gods hands. I’ve had signs, I’ve talked to them and even though I miss and love them both. I know I’ll be ok. I got 2 angels watching over me!
Coming back to this blog helps me so much. Each day, I work on something new to keep me going. It doesn’t matter whether it is 6 months or 6 years. I miss them both the same.
Well, I must have missed a month in my frozen state because it is 7 months.
Chaya: The WisdomKeeper 