Getting out on snow hasnt happened much over the past couple months. The few times I have been out have been one of the more therapeutic things for me. Getting into a rhythm and forgetting about everything except your breathing makes it the perfect escape. If I need to, I can also talk about Indi with friends or just walk and think. I recently read an amazing blog post by Steph Davis about the passing of Sean Leary. When Steph lost her husband, Sean knew how to help her through it because he had lost his wife. Grief is an interesting ride and since we lost Indira there has been a hole in our hearts. Sean described it for Steph perfectly: Right now your grief is this giant gaping hole with sharp edges but as you move forward in life the edges soften and other beautiful things start to grow around it. Flowers and trees of experiences. The hole never goes away, but it becomes gentler and sort of a garden in your soul, a place you can visit when you want to be near your love. Some days it feels like those edges are softening and on other days they sharpen themselves back up. Having Indira was one of the most amazing experiences of my life and I wouldnt trade her for anything. Still, there are days where I am angry, sad and depressed but visiting her memory is always worth it. Even though it is accompanied by so many raw feelings, the overwhelming one is love. I dont really enjoy sharing my feelings, but I have learned through this process that sharing your grief lightens the load and helps people understand loss. It also gives people the ability to relate in some way to those who have gone through something terrible. So there it is.
Posted on: Fri, 28 Mar 2014 23:20:59 +0000
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