“Feel, she told herself, feel, feel, feel. Even if what you feel is pain, only let yourself feel.”
P.D. James
P.D. James
I'm in a glorious land.
A land of raw emotion. A land of truth...pain...grief...perseverance.
I'm in a land of unveiling. A land of vulnerability.
Simply put, a land of honesty and reflection.
The land of widows and widowers (aka Camp Widow).
You see the fear and hesitation for those taking the first steps to unveiling the mirror and seeing their reflection in those that share in this lifetime journey.
The feeling...deep feeling in the center of the chest...their heart...exposes the emotions withheld...buried...waiting for this moment to arrive to the surface to face head on.
To conquer.
And they feel.
We feel.
I feel.
It's an amazing experience.
A life changing experience that evolves us from the shell of a being we accept ourselves as, after the loss of our other half, to realizing and unearthing the person we still are and will continue to beautifully evolve to.
And we feel.
And we grow.
And we are.
Thank you for writing this post. My husband passed away suddenly at age 52 on May 10, 2012 from an undiagnosed blood clot. He didn't feel well the day before, went to the doctor, was told he was "fine" and less than 24 hours later is rushed to the ER in an ambulance. By the time I got to the hospital I was told to go say good bye because he was already gone. We have two daughters (now ages 20 & 16) and I am doing what I can. Within minutes our lives changed forever - my husband passed away, my daughters loss their father, and I was thrown into a financial nightmare of things he was going to pay for. A year later I am still having to deal with his family over his estate. Thank you for these writings - they give me so much support.
ReplyDeleteI am grateful for Camp Widow. It is a place for hope and healing.
ReplyDeleteMaria O.