Life, hope, lifestyle and everything beautiful
While I grieved I forgot others who are still alive and important in my life. I focussed on my loss, my pain and allowed this to fog my days. I have held to that loss with a strong grip and remained focused on it as if letting it go or connecting with others would in […]
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It sits there, like a rock in your stomach not allowing you to move on without difficulty. Everything takes a herculean effort. Senses are numbed, and what once brought you joy easily, now you have to fake it somewhat because you cannot keep talking about it. So, you keep it bottled up, the grief, with […]
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Maybe we met briefly or became fast friends at school. Maybe you’re my family and put up with me as a teen and through the tumultuous years leading to recovery. Maybe I’ve wronged you by not tending to our friendship often enough. Maybe you were my husband who shared a good 17 years with our […]
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I as many others may seem social, happy and thriving in the company of people, yet at some point, we suddenly feel the urge to run home and hide from the bustle, seeking downtime to recover and collect ourselves and our thoughts. It’s like coming back home to the security and safety of ourselves. I […]
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I love jewelry, but at this point, I’m ready to let much of it go. So, I started selling my life /memories on eBay. Every piece, one by one, is finding a new home. Some pieces were precious at some point, but given that my nieces will probably not want them, I’ve decided to put […]
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My sister has many friends, but this special friend came with no drama, was genuine, loving, caring, selfless and most importantly they had a long history of memories together. I believe this was my sister’s longest friendship that never ceased even when they were oceans apart. They kept in touch and shared their storms. Losing […]
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I don’t think we ever truly recover from a loss. There is, however, a road to slow recovery from the acute pain that follows it. We go through stages, skip some and probably go back to square one, just like a dance. I’m coping with mine, my own way, because there isn’t one right perfect […]
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We all go through trying times, and as we age those times grow harder, not easier as one might think. We do build some resilience through our experiences and learn a few tricks to overcome painful moments. We learn to tell ourselves stories, new narratives that make losses more bearable. I’m now practicing gratitude and […]
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As one of Murakami’s characters in Men without Women says after pondering about his successful career and his love affairs with women, if all that is taken away from him, he asks himself, “Who am I?” And this, as the school year comes to an end today with a mixture of both happiness and sadness, […]
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Struggle keeps us alert and on our toes, but when life becomes too unbearable and we find there’s no escape because the trauma it will cause will break too many people’s hearts, you have to find meaning even when you feel there’s isn’t any left. Sometimes the feeling comes in waves, some small, undetectable, and […]
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