When you come home from a long days work, often you are exhausted. The last thing you want to do is deal with is a household that jumps into the nightmare of life’s pressure. It’s easy to snap at someone or be irritated with their actions. Instead of being negative, try to be nice. Ask for a hug or tell them that you are so glad to be in their comforting presence. You may be surprised at how much they needed the inspiration or that gentle touch. All we have is each other. Be kind!
When my daughter passed away, my good friend gave me a beautiful card to let me know my faith would make everything easier. My name just happens to be Faith 🙂 It read as follows:
Faith is knowing in your heart what you can’t see with your eyes.
Faith is the substance of things hoped for, believed in, and brought to God in prayer.
Faith is deep. Faith is strong. Faith is real.
Faith is getting out of bed when you want to pull the covers over your head.
Faith is a nudge, a whisper, a shout from the soul.
Faith is sustenance for a moment, for a day, for as long as it takes.
Faith is the answer no matter the question, problem, or situation.
Faith is what it is…
Faith is everything.
When I lost my daughter, it was not only the loss of my child, it was the loss of my old life. There were people I used to talk to and hang out with that I don’t talk to or hang out with anymore. People look at you different after something like this happens. Often the parent is “blamed” for the child’s actions. They question your parenting skills or lack there of. I had a job that I quit. Most people there were supportive but, some turned their heads or some cried each time they looked at me. I lost weight. My eating habits changed as I was just not hungry anymore. I loved cooking and baking cookies and brownies. I had no desire to cook. I was single and living in the city in a small apartment. I had dreams of buying my own home one day in hopes of passing it on to my daughter. That dream faded away. Emotionally, I thought I was too “messed up” to even think about dating. About a month after my daughter passed I met a man who changed my single status to that of in a relationship. He lives in the country and I spend most of my time there enjoying the quiet and the scenery.
Everything changed. Most of all me. There was normal and now its will I ever be normal again? A big part of my journey for Aris is figuring out my journey. Figuring out how to start over, yet again. Each day is different but, each day is new. I’m glad I get to do new things that I never thought or imagined doing before my daughter passed away.