"Please know that by “healing”, I in no way mean "cured", "healed", "closure", "forgetting", "moving on", or any other wrap-it-up/tie-a-big-freakin’-unrealistic-bow/hurry-up-and-get-over-it-and-on-with-your-life kind of message that the world tries to constantly shove down our throats. By “healing” I don’t mean that the throbbing ache of missing your child will ever go away– nor do I mean we will ever stop grieving for our children within our lifetimes. No, I mean this– making it your personal mission to find those who can offer you a tourniquet doused in liquid love for your eternally wounded heart and soul. I mean finding a circle of support that doesn’t add more senseless pain to your already overwhelming suffering. I mean slowly integrating your loss into your life– even though no part of you wants to– and beginning to heal from the trauma of what happened. I don’t mean that one day you’ll wake up healed from childloss, or healed from the trauma. I mean the process of healing, the process of conscientiously choosing, throughout your lifetime, whatever helps soothe your open wounds of grief and trauma, whatever helps you make impossible beauty from this shitty hand you’ve been dealt. I mean putting power back into all the places you can choose."
Posted on: Tue, 30 Jul 2013 16:08:54 +0000
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