It’s been 6 months since my life came to a sudden and abrupt halt.
Every day hurts.
A few months ago, a friend told me she thought I deserved a badge (like the ones we used to get in Brownies for learning or doing something specific) for every day that I got out of bed. I was reminded of that when I read this blog post about trophies the other day – it made me laugh.
Every day that we are here, I am reminded of the people here that I love. I am reminded of why I enjoy living here, and I am reminded of how much work there is yet to do here (that we could be doing). There are a lot of things that I missed in the last 6 months (in particular, 2 close friends became mamas, and I missed walking with through these hard and precious early months, but so many more things). Its hard to think that I will miss so much more in the year(s?) to come.
And every day, I struggle to just get through. I’m not convinced that time heals all wounds, but it does help. I can look back at some flashes from the last 6 months, and I can see tangible ways that I am moving towards healing. There are a lot of moments that I am just telling myself, “This is a day I never have to do again. And each day that I get through (without resorting to destructive/hurtful coping methods), is one day closer to something better.”
I was repeating that to myself the other day as we worked on the paperwork for our house. I had overextended myself for several days before that, and was trying to convince myself to not quit, to just get it done. I am so thankful for the practical help and emotional support of our friends that came with us. From an objective perspective, I have to say that it went quite well – fairly smooth and simple. We managed to get everyone necessary in the right place at the same time, and now all that remains is to wait for the official paper to get back to us. This was one of the major practical items we needed to do while in Rwanda. I am cautiously optimistic that we have done what we needed and that it will work out well.
I don’t have an actual trophy or badge to give myself (and if I did, I would just have to figure out if it is worth packing or not), but I am patting myself on the back for the big and small things I have accomplished this week.
I love this Amanda! Thanks for sharing! I am in my own grief right now so not much else to say. You are inspiring & you give me strength for my journey! Love & hugs
thanks Audrey -I’m so glad if it can help in even a small way.
Oh my! First of all hugs to you both and prayers always for you that you get what you need.
I have to ask this next question cuz I’m a little freaked out!! Did you intentionally put this ad on your page or was it a message? It was a Mission Zero ad for Zero Suffering! I’ve tried to paste it but I can’t.
thanks, and thanks for asking. No, we don’t select the ads or have any input on them. (I’ve thought about upgrading to get rid of them, but having them makes the blog nearly free instead of $100+ per year.)
Another blog that stirs up all kinds of happy/sad in me.
Do I have time to send you a little package? I’d pop it in the mail tomorrow from Grand Rapids, Mich where I’m helping mom and dad get ready to move to a seniors complex.
Oh, hard work. Thanks – but I suspect it wouldn’t make it (it usually takes just over a month for letters, and that is about the amount of time we have left here). Hoping it is going well there.
Good job guys! Moment by moment and day by day! Lots of love and prayers!