Ah, grief. Yes, for me it is like the tides, only the tides are predictable and grief isn't. I visit the grief pool often. Sometimes it's quite painful, sometimes it just helps me slow down and remember how much I loved someone or some thing, like a dear animal friend.
There's no stopping it, and if you try to avoid it... well, good luck! There are those who we will always miss, like Abby for you. I hope you do slow down and let yourself muddle about, take the time to be with it while the world rushes by. Please don't beat yourself up about it, or it will turn into burnout. You are a gem, and just think how much time it takes for the transformation of a gem! 💎💖
David, I so appreciate your words of wisdom and encouragement. I’m definitely embracing my inner muddle this weekend. It’s doing wonders for my mood. Thank you for your kindness and support!
Grief and mourning are complex processes and deeply individual. Despite the "stages of grief" each person has their own process as it is tied in with - not only with spiritual and religious beliefs - but also personal memories, both happy and sad. It is as if, each griever loses part of themselves. I have already told you that I don't believe in heaven or hell; that the physical body dies, that the spirit lives for eternity and, many people can feel the presence of a family or friendship person - often able to have conversations. Be gentle and caring of yourself, Clint. Clarke has some helpful suggestions for you to heed.
There are treasures untold, like the Bob Mizer estate stuff you linked to. Wow. And weighed down by grief. Just breathe my friend. Listen to music. Sit in the sun. Play with critters if you or your friends have any. Go to a beach, get a good chair, and just look at the waves. Do that at sunset. Eat hot dogs at a truck stand. And, if tears come, let them. Don't worry about us, if you can manage for a while. You do you.
A belated thank you, dear Clarke! I’ve done a few of these things, but I hadn’t considered hot dogs a form of medicine. I like the way you think. I might grab a hot dog…or a few slices of pizza. Cheers, my dears! :-)
Ah, grief. Yes, for me it is like the tides, only the tides are predictable and grief isn't. I visit the grief pool often. Sometimes it's quite painful, sometimes it just helps me slow down and remember how much I loved someone or some thing, like a dear animal friend.
There's no stopping it, and if you try to avoid it... well, good luck! There are those who we will always miss, like Abby for you. I hope you do slow down and let yourself muddle about, take the time to be with it while the world rushes by. Please don't beat yourself up about it, or it will turn into burnout. You are a gem, and just think how much time it takes for the transformation of a gem! 💎💖
David, I so appreciate your words of wisdom and encouragement. I’m definitely embracing my inner muddle this weekend. It’s doing wonders for my mood. Thank you for your kindness and support!
Grief and mourning are complex processes and deeply individual. Despite the "stages of grief" each person has their own process as it is tied in with - not only with spiritual and religious beliefs - but also personal memories, both happy and sad. It is as if, each griever loses part of themselves. I have already told you that I don't believe in heaven or hell; that the physical body dies, that the spirit lives for eternity and, many people can feel the presence of a family or friendship person - often able to have conversations. Be gentle and caring of yourself, Clint. Clarke has some helpful suggestions for you to heed.
Thank you, Uncle Ray, for your friendly reminders…and love. :-*
There are treasures untold, like the Bob Mizer estate stuff you linked to. Wow. And weighed down by grief. Just breathe my friend. Listen to music. Sit in the sun. Play with critters if you or your friends have any. Go to a beach, get a good chair, and just look at the waves. Do that at sunset. Eat hot dogs at a truck stand. And, if tears come, let them. Don't worry about us, if you can manage for a while. You do you.
A belated thank you, dear Clarke! I’ve done a few of these things, but I hadn’t considered hot dogs a form of medicine. I like the way you think. I might grab a hot dog…or a few slices of pizza. Cheers, my dears! :-)