Be There For Them

I am a member of a couple of pages for widows on Facebook. I read people’s post and occasionally respond. This post resonates with me. I’m sharing with permission with personal info redacted. I want to say how grateful I am for my friends who have stayed by my side for the past almost 3 years. Thank from the depths of my soul!

From the member of the group:

I am a widow, first in my group of friends. I have learned a few things that I think will be helpful to who ever in my group (or anyone for that matter) is the next to lose a spouse.
Be there for them. We may need a shoulder to cry on, or a sympathetic ear for listening. We may just need you there.
Phone or text them every so often and ask how they are doing. If they want to talk about their spouse, let them, that’s okay. If they don’t, that’s okay, too.
After a while, ask them to go out – breakfast, lunch, dinner, or just for coffee. They may refuse you eleven times, but keep asking. They may say yes on the twelfth try.
Don’t forget the late spouse’s birthday, or their anniversary. Say something like, “I will be thinking of you today and wishing you sweet and comforting memories”. This is comforting as it let’s us know our spouse is not forgotten by our friends.
Ask them if they would like help with anything when they are ready, like cleaning or gathering clothes. Ask another friend to join in. Bring snacks, wine. Or have coffee and cake. And a lot of tissues.
When they are again ready, get together every once in awhile with them and other friends for a night of watching a movie, or sitting in a park-like setting enjoying each other’s company.
Please, don’t forget them. When “we” turns into just “me”, it can get very lonely. I grieve, yes, but not just the loss of a spouse. I grieve the loss of our future together. I grieve for things that might have been.
But having friends and/or family near and in contact with us means we are still alive. We need each other to rise up.

The Choice

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THE CHOICE

There is no going back

ever

to the person you were

before the person you love

dearly

died.

Many

many

many

parts of that person

the person you were

before

died

too.

There is no going back.

You now have several choices.

1. You may choose to remain stagnant.

Stuck between.

Eventually you will rot from the inside out.

You will have much company in this place.

This stagnant place.

And yes

this is a choice

which you are free to make.

2. You may choose to fall deeper

and deeper

and deeper

still

into the dark pit

where

anger

sadness

regret

hopelessness

despair

guilt

vengefulness

and hatred

will eat you alive.

Eventually.

This does not just happen.

This

too

is a choice.

A choice

you make over

and over

and over again.

And yes

you will have plenty of company here

too.

3. Or you can choose to live.

Life.

Your life.

Your new life.

A combination of who you were

before

and who you choose to become

now.

Day

by day

by day.

You can choose to live

life

your life

not in spite of the fact

that someone you love

dearly

has died

but

because of the fact

that someone you love

dearly

has died.

Yes

this too

is a choice.

A hard choice.

This is a hard, hard choice.

A choice that requires a tremendous amount of work.

And courage.

And tenacity.

And determination.

And a willingness to open to grace.

A choice that you’ll make over

and over

and over again.

You must say yes.

Over

and over

and over again.

Say yes.

Choose to live.

Life.

Your life.

Your new life.

💛💛💛

If these words resonate I hope you will read my first boook

Permission to Mourn

available at amazon: https://www.amazon.com/Permission-Mourn-New-Way-Grief/dp/1600475655/ref=cm_cr_arp_d_product_top?ie=UTF8

Please Sit With Me

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PLEASE SIT WITH ME (Tom Zuba)

If you’re never had to decide

between

burying the body of your beloved

or having it cremated

this one’s for you.

Please don’t run away.

Please don’t be one of the many

and there will be way too many to count

or to remember

who abandon me.

I need you.

Still.

More than I ever have.

Please don’t stop calling me

even if I don’t respond.

When I am able

I will.

Please don’t stop texting me.

Daily.

To let me know that you care.

Even if I don’t acknowledge you.

Right now I can’t.

I just can’t.

I am drowning.

I am preserving my energy

so I can continue to breathe.

Please don’t stop sending me cards.

To remind me that I matter.

To you.

And that you haven’t forgotten

my beloved.

Please know that you can’t fix me.

I think we both wish you could.

But you can’t.

And I know that must be hard for you.

But you can accompany me.

You can accompany me.

Step

by step

by step.

The journey will be longer than we anticipated.

The lows may be lower than we thought imaginable.

The pain more excruciating than we thought possible.

And the questions.

The questions will rise up

over

and over

and over agin.

But if I know

that I have you

and you are willing

to sit on the bench.

Just sit on the bench next to me.

So I don’t feel all alone.

In time

and with lots of work

the unbearable

will become bearable.

The unbearable will become bearable

And I will have you to thank.

I will have you to thank.

And when it is your turn.

Which surely it will be.

I will be there for you.

Sitting on the bench.

Sitting on the bench.

And the unbearable will become bearable.

For you too.

There is a new way.

And it is rooted

deeply

in love.

If this resonates

please share

so the others will know.

💛💛💛

My first book

Permission to Mourn

is available at Amazon: https://www.amazon.com/Permission-Mourn-New-Way-Grief/dp/1600475655/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1470162586&sr=8-1&keywords=tom+zuba

The Greatest of These is Love

1 Corinthians 13 verses 4-7; 13

4 Love is patient and kind; love does not envy or boast; it is not arrogant5 or rude. It does not insist on its own way; it is not irritable or resentful;[b] 6 it does not rejoice at wrongdoing, but rejoices with the truth. 7 Love bears all things, believes all things, hopes all things, endures all things. 13 So now faith, hope, and love abide, these three; but the greatest of these is love.

This week I was out and about and watching as people interacted with their loved ones. I began thinking about how most of us love our people so deeply. It comes naturally to us!

I asked the pastor to read the scripture above at Richard’s graveside service. He commented that he usually read this scripture at weddings but not funerals. I insisted that it be read. I thought it was appropriate because Richard loved people and people loved and still love him.

While death is devastating and heartbreaking, we still choose to love. Each time I journal, I think about how grateful I am for the life and love that Richard and I shared and built. I am grateful for my family and my friends. I can’t imagine a life without love.

If you are lucky enough to have people who you love and people who love you, then you are in receipt of great blessings.

As you start a new week, I encourage you to let your people know you love them and that you are grateful for the relationship you have with them!

 

Mourning Openly, Honestly, and Fully

I had never counted the days since Richard died. Early on I may have, but then it turned into counting weeks, months, and now years. This morning someone on a page I follow wrote about 1000 days and it caught my attention. If I did my math correctly, it has been 879 days. I am grateful and thankful for so many things today – the 879th day. I’m so glad that Richard and I met and got married. We were clueless, with no grandiose plans for the future. Like most couples, we had good times and bad times over the years. But each and every day, I’m thankful for the life we built together. One of my favorite things about Richard is how he can make me laugh. 879 days later, he still makes me laugh almost daily. The girls and I (and others) share stories about something he did or said and I laugh out loud. I am happy that I learned and decided very early after his death, to mourn in a way that is healing for me. I have experienced death and loss before, but never like this. I knew I not only had to find a way to survive my grief, but to thrive and find joy in life. I truly believe that mourning openly, honestly, and fully is the key to healing after the death of a loved one. While I have missed him in so many ways over the last 879 days, today I’m thankful for love, relationships, healing, growth, and life.

If you are experiencing the death of a loved one and haven’t given yourself permission to mourn honestly, openly, and fully, I believe you should! I believe it is the pathway to healing.

Year 3 – The Year of Transition

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Year 3 – The Year Of Transition

The first year after a major loss is all about survival.

The second year is all about existing.

The third year is all about living again.

The third year of grief is what I call ‘the year of transition.’ The one really big challenge…is beginning to rebuild your life.

You still have upsurges of sadness, you still miss your loved one, you still yearn for them. The only difference is that these feelings aren’t as prominent as they once were.

You may no longer feel that continuing your life is a betrayal of your love, because you understand that you’ve never had a choice in the matter. You don’t feel like you’re betraying the person you once were, because you’re no longer that person. The new problem is…you also may not have developed yet into the person you’re destined to become. You’re still trying to figure out who that person is…and what that person wants and needs.

Although this transition between your old life and your new life alone seems to be a time of inactivity, you’re still rebuilding your life day by day, becoming who you need to be. You’re also beginning to look beyond this transitional stage to what will come after, which is a sign of life and hope for the future…even if you’re not yet feeling hopeful.

Here’s the thing…the third year is still a time of confusion. It can seem like an impossible task to go from where you are to where you want to be, and creating a life after loss can feel like walking through a minefield.

As time marches forward you may have feelings of guilt…that you could be happy in a life without them.

This is normal…but it can seem so unfair.

It’s a battle between knowing life is short…and feeling guilty for living a full life.

Living in the third year after a loss is remembering that whatever life brings in the future…you’ll always have the time you did with the one you love. The good times and the bad.

Whatever the challenges you have to deal with in the third year…you’ll meet them as you did all the other challenges you’ve faced…with courage, perseverance, and strength.

Gary Sturgis – “Surviving Grief”