I got this quote from another mom's blog that is grieving the loss of her sweet Lucy(the cutest little girl ever!) I loved this quote because it was so true...oh, so true. It came from a book she is reading which I'm now going to go see if I can find. I think it's one I need to read. Thanks Molly for your amazing post today...she truly says it how it is. I'm feeling somewhat guarded at what I might post and say on this blog. Molly wrote so much of what I'm feeling and thinking on her post "Peek a boo grief" today. Thanks Molly for being so real and letting people know what it's like to grieve the loss of a child. Molly also has the gift of writing and words...she is amazing!
Here is the quote:
Grief is not linear. People kept telling me that once this happened or that passed, everything would be better. Some people gave me one year to grieve. They saw grief as a straight line, with a beginning, middle, and end. But it is not linear. It is disjointed. One day you are acting almost like a normal person. You may even manage to take a shower. Your clothes match. You think the autumn leaves look pretty, or enjoy the sound of snow crunching under your feet.Then a song, a glimpse of something, or maybe even nothing sends you back into the hole of grief. It is not one step forward, two steps back. It is a jumble. It is hours that are all right, and weeks that aren't. Or it is good days and bad days. Or it is the weight of sadness making you look different to others and nothing helps. Not haircuts or manicures or the Atkins Diet....Grief doesn't have a plot. It isn't smooth. There is no beginning and middle and end. -Ann Hood
3 comments:
Andrea,
I thought of you as I wrote my blog today. I don't know if you noticed I wrote about having an empty chair at every occasion...and I thought of your family/blog theme, "No empty chairs." You've never really explained what it means (or have you?) but what I take it to mean is that even though there APPEARS to be one less person at the table, in the car, at the park, sitting in the pew on Sunday...it isn't really empty. It is so full of someone so wonderful. Wyatt. And so full of love. His chair will never be empty.
And I felt a little guilt in writing about the empty chair I see wherever I go. Because somehow I know, or at least hope, that it isn't really empty. That she is always there next to me.
But I know that you know it doesn't always feel that way.
I just cling to my new favorite word...
HOPE.
Much love,
Molly Dolly
I wish you didn't feel guarded on your blog. I know it's hard though. I just want you to know that I always love you and your feelings. I know I can't truly understand it without going through it but I also believe empathy is very real. Because I love you and Wyatt so much, it is easier to relate to how you are feeling. I hope you always know that I would do anything for you and your family. What an amazing quote! Thank you for describing and helping me try to understand what you are going through. I think you are amazing!
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