This is just as much a reminder to myself as it is to anyone else who may benefit.
As of yesterday, it was six years since I joined this sad little club of ours.
It hit me so much harder this year than in years past, maybe even ever.
One of the reasons why it was so tough, is because I have been in a big, giant pit of despair over how so many things have just tanked in my life since Bret died.
It is a combination of grief that is still there – and probably always will be – and just plain disillusionment.
I am hyper-focused on all of my failures.
Pick yourself back up, Layla. You’ve been low before.
Reflect on your blessings. Appreciate your victories.
My internal dialogue is forever in cheerleader mode trying to encourage me to practice what I preach.
So, I sat with my grief, my despondency.
And although I didn’t feel better – not sure I do even now – I was reminded that the only way out of this funk is through it.
I will sit with these feelings and I will allow them to do their little dance in my brain.
It’s okay to feel overwhelmed by them, I tell myself.
And then when the sun rises tomorrow, I will assess and see where I am.
I will do this until this particular dark spot has passed once more.
Then I will have made it through yet another one of these annoying little depressive pockets of time.
If nothing else, this episode has shown me a few things that I need to change.
I just need to get the motivation to make these moves.
And I will.
I always do.
Just not today.
And that’s okay too.
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Quote by Robert Frost
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The only way is through. Thank you for this! My husband passed away unexpectedly 21 months ago. It’s been a daze of unwanted change for my son, daughter, and me. Thank you for the reminder to just get through.
I am so sorry for your loss. You WILL get through this. It’s hard, but we are so much stronger than we ever knew. Big hugs!