The Odyssey of Grief....
Dear Friends:
The last 2-1/2 weeks has been a journey through valleys and mountains. The valleys are full of shadows that seek to pull me down into a pit of despair and hopelessness wherein I can escape the awful reality of my loss. You have to understand my relationship with my daughters. We were a triad, using the power of our collective to maintain the unique and creative bond which we relied on for our security. Suddenly, my safety net has been removed and I begin an arduous path. My odyssey to which I had no choice to take, will eventually lead me through to a new beginning that incorporates the strengths and courage of my girls into the person I will become without them. I mourn them every second of every day. I exhaust myself trying to reconcile and release all the frustrations that cause us to falter and perceive myopically. Without my Faith, I would not be able to know that this too shall pass, and the "why" and "if" will cease to have relevance to the integrated me.
The last 2-1/2 weeks has been a journey through valleys and mountains. The valleys are full of shadows that seek to pull me down into a pit of despair and hopelessness wherein I can escape the awful reality of my loss. You have to understand my relationship with my daughters. We were a triad, using the power of our collective to maintain the unique and creative bond which we relied on for our security. Suddenly, my safety net has been removed and I begin an arduous path. My odyssey to which I had no choice to take, will eventually lead me through to a new beginning that incorporates the strengths and courage of my girls into the person I will become without them. I mourn them every second of every day. I exhaust myself trying to reconcile and release all the frustrations that cause us to falter and perceive myopically. Without my Faith, I would not be able to know that this too shall pass, and the "why" and "if" will cease to have relevance to the integrated me.
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