Tag Archives: loss of a husband
I HEAR YOUR VOICE INSIDE MY HEAD
Grief was all about love for me. My song poured forth and dazzled me with its beauty. But it held another meaning for me that I did not expect . . . Continue reading →
HOW CAN I BELIEVE?
You will not hear me say, “Time heals.” I have said that hearts do heal and it happens unconsciously. I have said that joy is possible. That is not the same thing. Believe it or not, although time lends some anesthesia to the gut-wrenching pain – for those that succumb to grief it is too late. Grief actually wrecks lives and destroys a persons’ health over time. Healing from grief is torturous hard work. Most people don’t believe they will heal and I was one of those people. Healing isn’t about fixing anything so that’s it goes back to how it was. There are scars forever. And nothing heals when it festers either. In my fourth year of bereavement I wrote: How can my heart ever heal when it continues to bleed? The answer was that it couldn’t! Continue reading →
I’LL LIVE WITHIN MY BROKEN HEART
I have written before that everyone handles his or her own grief differently. Now, I want to share my own personal beliefs about grief:
It is not recoverable; one adjusts to it.
Healing is possible, and maintaining hope of it can provide sustenance. But the process of healing is uncconscious and happens despite certainty that grief is endless.
Many, many people succumb to their grief.
Grieving is hard work and consumes one’s existence.
Although it is rare, it is possible to find joy again. But finding it is a conscious effort and requires giving oneself permission to be happy. Continue reading →
YOU HAVE NO HOPE
It seemed that she had a lot more to say on the topic of optimism and grief. The post was named Killing Optimism. Her words were searing and the amputation of her soul was complete. It made me realize how foolish grief comparisons were between the loss of a child versus a soul mate. Clearly her amputated soul was nothing I would ever want to measure. Continue reading →