When Grief Makes Us Feel Crazy
"My emotions are erratic. My mind either churns or completely shuts down. I can't rest. I'm always on the verge of tears," Claudia shared.
I am now into my 4th year and I still want someone, anyone to tell me it was just a nightmare, that it never happened. The loss of my son weights heavy on my heart every day. Some days it is not as severe, but then there is the day that is as raw as it was the moment it happened. Those are the days that I cry most of the day and wonder why I am still here.
We try to console others. We try to heal our own broken hearts. While doing so, the one myth that we hear and accept most often is that "It just takes time." We are correct in knowing that with time, all things in life change; however, might I encourage you to not simply wait on time.
"I miss grandpa.”
Shafts of light cut sharply through the southern facing windows of my greenhouse. Dust particles seemed to dance and sway like fairies celebrating the last rays of sun before evening.
"I'm tired all the time. I can barely put one foot in front of the other. Bruce is the same way. Exhaustion has become a way of life," Carla said.
“I might explode! I don’t think I’ve ever been this angry, not even close!” Mandy said, staring out the window with her hands on her hips.
