Remember how Mum would always say to break things down, and to not look at the bigger picture. The bigger picture is scary, and so is a year. 365 days seems inconceivable right now, but you can manage one day at a time. Stay in bed if you have to. You don’t have to leave the house, you just have to get through another day.
Tag: reflection
Reality Revisited: Happy New Year
Happy New Year, Happy New Decade, Happy New Everything
Reality Revisited: How Many Spoons Do You Have Today?
I feel as though I am slowly sinking into thick black tar. My clothes feel like lead, pulling me under even more, weighing heavy against my lungs making it difficult to breathe. I don’t have the strength to put out my arm and reach for help. I feel completely overcome with grief for my mum. I feel debilitated.
As Told By Ken
Wish that I could’ve frozen time Halted it completely in its tracks Made it that the bells wouldn’t chime That you wouldn’t fade to black Wish I…… Read more “As Told By Ken”
As Told By Tamara
The intensity of your grief is in direct proportion to the deep love you had for them. This is not something you can skip over, ignore, or run away from.
The Odd One Out
Most of all, I don’t want to be the odd one out among a new group of friends. So, I avoid the conversation and protect them, myself, my mum, and my grief.
#16 Thursday Thoughts: How Will You Look Back On Lockdown?
We have settled on the fact that we will look back on lockdown like an unlikely friend. It sure was life changing.
Something to Brighten Your Day #2
So grateful to have been able to breathe easily. Hope this gives you some peace, as well.
As Told By Cheryl: Life is Terminal
What alarmed me most was the vacantness in her eyes as if being present was too much to bear.
I thought I knew grief but this was different.
Webs of Realisation
I lay in the sun, and saw a spider. It was a tiny smudge against the blue. Long, desperate webs trailed from its body like a single stitch that bore witness to the little life hurtling through the sky. Rather than fix him in a physical place, this web stitched the spider into my mind. I often come back to him.