Having lost 4 family members in just over 3 years, my world was turned upside down. I felt an ache in my heart and in my arms. I knew they were still in my heart but I needed something I could physically hold or actually see to comfort me. Although nothing brought them back or took away the pain, having some tangible reminders of them eased the pain.
Hey You, it’s me in Heaven
And I’m here to say Hello
I didn’t get to say goodbye
Before I had to go
I want to let you know that...
I am here, just at your side
Just look to your left shoulder
This will cannot be fixed. Those around us, however, will try. Most are well-intentioned, perhaps, but that doesn't make their words helpful.
The first time I heard these words, "Are you safe?," it wasn't long after Tim died. I really didn't understand what that mean't. Was I safe with my husband,? my family? my friends?" Of course I was safe with them. Then one day, about a year after my son died, that phrase had meaning. It meant, was I safe with myself. Sad to say, the answer was no. I was not safe with myself.
When loss hits, life changes. This includes our relationships. So often, the people arond us don't understrand. We can feel rejected, invisible, and alone.
When someone dies, we lose not only them, but many things attached to them. The losses can pile up quickly.
Shattered pages….
People are us how we're doing. How are we supposed to answer that one? "I'm fine," is a typical response, even though that might be the opposite of how we feel.
Grief is exhausting. Missing someone can be incredibly draining. Everything seems like a solo climb of Mount Everest.
When we get hit by loss, our entire being feels the shock. We can feel like we're somehow disappearing, like shadows in the night.
