Ah, the holidays.
Halls, houses, and lawns are decked with festive decorations. Kitchens are filled with delightful, savory aromas. The air is laced with laughter, familiar music, and the tinkling of Salvation Army bells.
The holiday spirit is everywhere.
Life is full of surprises. Some are great. Some are good. Some are, well, not what we would want.
Some are painful, even tragic.
When we get surprised by a hit – a betrayal, affair, divorce, financial disaster, job loss, death – our hearts shudder. Emotion surges forth. Suddenly life is not business as usual.
To The Distant Shore of Lake Grief
#8… After observing a fisherman launch a second stick of dynamite into the lake, the game warden started his engine and shot across the water to make the arrest. “He yelled on his bullhorn, “Stay where you are. I am a conservation officer, and you are under arrest.”
I've been thinking about this idea a lot this week – ‘give yourself permission to grieve/feel/be ok/be not ok.’ It is a very therapist-y thing to say and it is definitely something that I have told clients. With all things we tell clients, most social workers know that it is easier said than done.