I want to talk about grief, openly, spill all the messiness and sit with it, not bury it like some burden or shameful secret.
It will be a year this month since my path was forever changed. It does not get easier, it shifts, moves, changes, fragments, and shatters. I experience moments of excruciating pain and blinding anger. I swear, I talk to myself or maybe it’s you, trying to rationalize how time moves forward and how I feel stuck in the same spot and forever changed at the same time.
I am a thinker, planner and deeply connected emotionally. I crave connectivity with others however avoid shallow surface conversations, choosing silence instead. I have a reoccurring dream of running away to a place I know no longer exists. A faded memory of a place I created in my mind of what this life is.
I cry, I sit with my grief, I wallow at times. I try to rationalize my thoughts and feeling based on society and fail miserably. Guess what people I want and need to talk about what I am going through not have assumptions made of how I should act and what your definition of grief is. We all will grieve different and so we should.
Do not judge me for you have not walked my path and I have not walked yours.
Yes, I am strong and thank you, however I too want to be told it will be OK and what I am feeling is OK. That deeply rooted need to survive and be loved is there. Kindness is so powerful. I crave it, seek it out.
I feel so heavy some days it takes everything in me to get moving. It truly is one moment at a time and being kind to yourself through the process. Despite the exterior bravado I am still hurting.
I am working through who I am each day on this new path and I see glimpses of the authentic whole me. I feel in limbo between who I was and who I am becoming. The lesson is in patience. The patience to be fully in grief and surrender to it all. Accept the joy, the pain, the heaviness, and the barrage of memories.
I want to share discoveries made through this process.
- Amazing individuals have entered my life
- I choose alone over settling
- I believe in love
- I feel joy so completely I cry
- Being authentic me brings authentic to me
- Be vulnerable, push past the fear
- I cry, and cry and cry some more….there are no end to tears
- I am strong
- I choose silence over chaos
- Ask for support
- You will have such debilitating waves of anger
- Take a tiny step each day
- Inner strength picks you up
- You will want to hid from feelings, let them in no matter how ugly
- Believe in yourself
I do not know where this path leads, and yes it scares the hell out of me, however each day I begin with new hope and accept me for me.
Blessings and Much Aloha……
My heart goes out to you Daughter.You are one of the strongest persons I know. You can get through this and you will.You have 2 very great reasons to get through the next step,mile or how ever far it takes.This past week was one of the worst so far for me. I chose to step back not take any phone calls,accept family.I needed time to think , process what I knew and accept it all. Out of the 5 stages of grief acceptance is the last and I feel that I have arrived there. Love you. We will talk soon.
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From one mother to another I identify so much from your post. Even though our losses our different I have never felt such rawness as losing a loved one. I just want to reach out and say thank you. Thank you for your truth, your strength, your honesty, your fragility. Thank you for holding space for others and for yourself. I want you to know you are deeply loved and respected. I love you for your fearlessness and the way you know yourself. You are a woman to look up to.
Grief is like the ocean. we must swing in and out of it like a pendulum.
Blessings ❤
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