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Sometimes I don’t think I can bear it, and then somehow I do. We all do. We have no choice.
So we put on the appearance of being fine, as though making the effort to convince others we’re okay might make it true… We may fool some people into thinking we’re ‘over it’, but the truth is, we’ll never get ‘over’ it…we’ll learn to live around it. Grief doesn’t follow a set plan, and while we are on the same journey, the process is quite individual. What works for one of us at any given moment may have the opposite effect on another, and so on…
If more than 17 years were spent anticipating, dreaming of, planning for and working toward a certain future with your child, and then one day it disappeared without warning, it seems logical to me it would take more than a year or two to sort your new life out… It feels like the blink of an eye…
I heard a beautiful quote tonight while watching a television show with Beth & Gracie: “It has been said, ‘time heals all wounds.’ I do not agree. The wounds remain. In time, the mind, (protecting its sanity), covers them with scar tissue and the pain lessens. But, it is never gone.” – Rose Fitzgerald Kennedy
I thought her words were a wise explanation… However, my experience has been the timeframe in which the mind intervenes is unique to each person and their situation… We’re not anywhere near there yet…but her words are enough to keep pushing me along for another day…
Wishing you many blessings and always, hope…tg
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