The most heinous part of losing a loved one are the sneak attacks
of overwhelming uncontrollable grief. I understand that grieving people call them “triggers” and they can be anything! They are brought on by a situation, a memory, a smell, a song, food, a photograph, a grocery store...it can be absolutely any ridiculous thing known or unknown! And that is precisely why they are so unavoidable and overwhelming. I am learning how to “check-in” with myself,
especially after or during a trigger, figuring out what it was, how to avoid it or at
the very least acknowledge that there is one coming and prepare myself.
I am now wondering if I can activate that same “check-in” when there is something
that helps, creates a giggle, makes me feel better. Yesterday I got to help. It was as simple as
helping my son drop off and pick up his car for some work. Yesterday I got to be the HELPER …NOT the HELP-EE…and
it really felt good!
"Have a Little Faith in Me" Michael Franti
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