Recently I was talking to a friend and they were dealing with coming to grips with some trauma that they experienced years ago. However, some emotions have risen to the surface making this harder on them at this time. As they were talking, they said four words that bother me more than other words: “At least I survived.”
“Wisdom comes with age.” I’m not exactly sure who to attribute these sage words to, but I like to imagine some little old Southern lady listening to a youngster talk about being an adult and being so grown, and in her true southern lady “bless your heart” moment she reaches over pats their hand and says, “Wisdom comes with age, dear.”
Mother’s Day is Sunday. It’s a day to honor all the mothers out there. It’s a day for you to thank your mom for all she has done. It is a day to thank her and show her your appreciation for all the sleepless nights that she stayed up with as a baby or when you had that 104 fever from the flu and her heart was breaking because she couldn’t make you feel better.
Mother’s Day is Sunday. It’s a day to honor all the mothers out there. It’s a day for you to thank your mom for all she has done. It is a day to thank her and show her your appreciation for all the sleepless nights that she stayed up with as a baby or when you had that 104 fever from the flu and her heart was breaking because she couldn’t make you feel better.
Any one who has lost someone or dealt with grief in some form or another, can verify that grief and the process of grief, makes no sense. There are thousands of books and podcasts on grief and how to deal with it. They talk about the 5 stages of grief; denial, anger, bargaining, depression, and acceptance. They talk about allowing yourself to feel, to deal with it "healthily", to pick yourself up and keep moving. Although all of these are designed to help, the truth is there is no right or wrong way to deal, there is no set manual to get through the process of grief, it makes no sense, just when you think you have a handle on it and your on the other side of it, grief comes barrelling through the front door and decides to stay for a little while, because when it comes down to it, grief is weird.
Any one who has lost someone or dealt with grief in some form or another, can verify that grief and the process of grief, makes no sense. There are thousands of books and podcasts on grief and how to deal with it. They talk about the 5 stages of grief; denial, anger, bargaining, depression, and acceptance. They talk about allowing yourself to feel, to deal with it "healthily", to pick yourself up and keep moving.
Any one who has lost someone or dealt with grief in some form or another, can verify that grief and the process of grief, makes no sense. There are thousands of books and podcasts on grief and how to deal with it. They talk about the 5 stages of grief; denial, anger, bargaining, depression, and acceptance. They talk about allowing yourself to feel, to deal with it "healthily", to pick yourself up and keep moving. Although all of these are designed to help, the truth is there is no right or wrong way to deal, there is no set manual to get through the process of grief, it makes no sense, just when you think you have a handle on it and your on the other side of it, grief comes barrelling through the front door and decides to stay for a little while, because when it comes down to it, grief is weird.
