“Life can be, and even likely will be, beautiful again.
But that is a life built alongside loss, informed by beauty and grace as much
as by devastation, not one that seeks to erase it. If we talk about recovery
from loss as a process of integration, of living alongside grief instead of
overcoming it, then we can begin to talk bout what might help you survive.” ~Megan Devine
…and even begin to laugh…Yesterday I went out to eat…at
night...at a table with strangers (Kobe’ one of those Japanese places where
they cook at the table…and the food is so good with my birthday sister and her
amazing husband) at the same table and I had a good time. Yes, there were a few
times I wanted to shrink away and disappear, it was uncomfortable at times, I
sat on the end, so if I needed to make a quick escape I could. But when those uncomfortable
times really began to “pinch”… (and the Ativan seemed to be wearing off) I just
focused on my breaths as I was taught. Normal
inhales…extended exhales, it just took a few to keep myself from slipping over
the edge into panic. I had a great dinner with awesome company, but a more fun
visit when I got back to the safety of my own little house.
"Keep Breathing" Ingrid Michaelson
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