Our immobility in our refi fined lives spill over into inability to plan ahead, particularly for the long term. For years, we did not want to think of the future. We have found newly defined lives that still have an empty place at the dinner table. We manage to muster up the courage to plan a week or month ahead in our lives. However the plan is changed forevermore. The loss is still a loss and our hearts are still aching. The loss of our child renders us immobile most days especially in the beginning. You are on a tiny ship thrown into the crashing waters and tides of grief--the ebb and flow of the days takes you under---your life raft buried beneath your weak legs. You hope that each day you can mo w forward all the while standing still. One day...
Monday, July 15, 2013
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