Smiles held in the heart

Smiles held in the heart
Smiles held in the heart

Saturday, February 10, 2018

Tips on how to cope with grief

You will find your way eventually and along the way will discover yourself in a way you never thought existed. For instance I began writing poetry and short stories. I also taught myself to watercolor paint. Both of those talents may have always been suppressed but it wasn’t until I was working through my grief that they were discovered. Whatever it takes to get yourself breathing and functioning independently is a step in the right direction that will teach you how to react and be there for others in their grief journey. Your grief may improve over the years but it never truly goes away.

Hard As A Diamond

Hard As A Diamond

You know what is so weird? Counting the years into your future from a new ground zero. 
Ground zero for me was 2/5/2013. 
We'll all go through this portal at different times in our life and for many different reasons. What we'll have in common is a huge life altering event occurring.
It's an evolution in a sense. I found out that from that moment forward I was no longer the person I had been. I'd never be the same or think the same or react to things the same. 
I would need more time. 
I'll never have enough time it seems some days.
My days were on hold and my nights were an earthquake.
Working out from the epicenter, I can tangibly feel the difference in the earth under my feet. My stance is much more stabilized. 
My focus is returning. My vision is clearer and I can turn my sight forward again.
I feel as though up until now I was standing in the center of a revolving turnstile. I saw the exit but didn’t trust the path. 
That earth shattering day moving further and further away into the past. A circular rippling blur.
The reason for my change is like a precious gem being made under a great force of nature. A crushing glacier went right over my heart. 
I feel like I'm in a new orbit revolving around a brighter sun. My soul shines like that diamond I made out of my pain. 
Bright, indelible, faceted and reflective of my beautiful life. 
Yes, recovery is as hard as a diamond.

Cathy