A short but sweet blog entry today…
This morning I had an epiphany of sorts.
To make an analogy of this grief, so maybe one can understand more clearly, as time passes, it becomes chronic. I happen to have fibromyalgia and having a small flare right now. It’s chronic. It comes and it goes (the flare ups) but mostly the pain is always there and somehow you learn to live with it and work through it and you don’t focus on it like in the beginning. I also recently had a bad flare up of Achilles tendonitis which required an injection … in the beginning of it; I couldn’t put any weight on my foot and was on crutches for 5 days. It was all I could think about because the pain was so bad. Time, rest, ice and the injection made it better but the pain is still there and I can deal with it. You can see, once the initial pain calms down, it is no longer your primary focus.
I believe very strongly that this is how the loss of my husband will be, for the rest of my life. There will be flare ups, but it will settle down and I can live like this. After all, this is all temporary, isn’t it?
Oh yes, grateful as always for the acknowledgement of pain – it means I am alive and thriving!
My social media hiatus was a good one. I found some joy. I returned a few days ago and know how to take it is small doses.