Since it would have been my late husband’s birthday month – I
thought I’d share my most sentimental thoughts about him, our love and our end.
Society tends to highlight the unusual and label it. They
seldom choose a good label. So this piece too might be shared by those who carry the bad, angry bitter labels not in hopes of
encouraging others, but to mock and ridicule whatever falls out of their ‘norm’
bounds.
It doesn’t matter though. This piece is for those that need the
comfort. In an audio clip I shared a few months ago I mentioned that, it is
because there was no point of reference for me when I lost my husband, I then
decided to document and share my experiences.
I share the highs and the lows; as bare as they are. I don’t fictionalise anything, because how then can it help the next young widow?
I share the highs and the lows; as bare as they are. I don’t fictionalise anything, because how then can it help the next young widow?
There’s an unfortunate burden to this though. The carving the way burden. I say carving because, I am hoping that once done, I can look back and see a beautiful artistic outcome; where there was once uncertainty. I’m often indecisive on how to approach this journey. So I have opted for peace as a signal. If it brings me peace, then I do it or choose it. My conscience rests easily. I hate conflict, even within myself.
Another great emotional tool is intention. If my intentions
are pure, no matter my actions; again my conscience rests easy.
After all I’m human. I have no manual on how to do this and I never guaranteed anyone perfection-living.
So even those taking pages from my life’s journey, please note that I am only human; take what works for you.
After all I’m human. I have no manual on how to do this and I never guaranteed anyone perfection-living.
So even those taking pages from my life’s journey, please note that I am only human; take what works for you.


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