I’m sitting at the computer as the rain pours outside, casting a gloomy and depressing aura. In this moment, I have a choice: I could either give in to the sorrow or I can lift myself up and begin to move around.
Is there really a need for an excuse to grieve? What does it mean to surrender to grief? Simply acknowledge, “I’m feeling sad right now, and that’s okay.” I miss my children, and I always will. The desire to move is absent. I engaged in the one activity I believed would aid me. With soothing music playing, I began to journal my emotions. Before I realized it, I had filled about eight blank pages with my deepest thoughts. I leaned back to ponder my writings. I took several deep breaths. Initially, it didn’t seem to help, so I persisted with the breathing exercises. After drinking some water, I gradually felt the tension dissipating from my body.
Was this surrendering? Absolutely. Because if I hadn’t stopped to replenish myself, I couldn’t have continued. It felt like I was being dragged into a dark abyss of grief. Allowing myself the time to walk through the grief, rather than resisting it, will mend my heart a little more each day.
Lady Hy: WisdomKeeper 