JOANNE'S BLOG

Hi Everyone,

June 27th is my wedding anniversary. Andy died just a few weeks after we celebrated our 29th anniversary, and I remember being a total wreck on what would have been our 30th anniversary. What made the day even harder for me was that nobody said anything to me that day; not my parents, not my in-laws, not my children, not my friends. When I stopped crying a few days later, I realized that no one had said anything to me because they didn't want to upset me. They didn't understand that NOT acknowledging our special day, or giving me the opportunity to talk about how much I missed Andy, made me even sadder.

Hi Everyone,

On my journey from grief to gratitude, I've had days that-- even in the midst of my sorrow-- have been filled with joy; days when my soul is at peace and I am able to appreciate the beauty and love which surround me. I've had other days when I am so overwhelmed by the turbulent sea of emotions churning inside me that I struggle to breathe. Days I feel as though I'm slogging through quicksand; when my soul aches so much that I'm surprised people don't stop to ask if I'm okay.

Hi Everyone,

When you are grieving, holidays often trigger waves of sadness, loneliness and longing. Mother's Day, which Americans celebrate in May, is especially difficult for those who have lost a child, or who long for one of their own... as well as for those who have lost a parent or, like me, a spouse. I remember Mother's Days before my husband died-- he would help the kids make scrambled eggs & cheese, and all three of them would tiptoe noisily into the bedroom to wake me up. Andy would carry the tray, and the kids would proudly hand me the cards they made. By the time I had opened the kids' cards, and gotten hugs, the eggs were cold, but it didn't matter. The joy on their faces as they watched me eat the breakfast they made was incredibly special.

Hi Everyone,

No matter where you are on your grief journey, I encourage you to do something each day that you find healing and connective. It might be making yourself a nourishing bowl of soup… calling an old friend… or letting the tears flow… Being kind to yourself helps you find the path towards wholeness.

Those of you who follow the Zenspirations® blog are familiar with my ‘morning journaling practice’, where I begin each day with a pen in my hand, journaling the thoughts and prayers in my heart. When I am disciplined enough to do this, I am better able to stay grounded, and feel a connection to something bigger than myself.

Hi Everyone,

The past six years, since I became a widow, have been the most challenging period of my life– and yet they have also been the most rewarding. I have grown creatively, practically and spiritually, and have come to realize that we grow the most during the most difficult times in our lives.

Whenever I feel a little less than whole, I try to get ‘Back to Basics’, which for me means trying to stay grounded in gratitude. One way that I do this is through a meditative practice I call Morning Journaling. I’ve discovered that, as an artist and writer, if I start each day with a pen in my hand I can better express what’s in my heart.

 

 

 

 

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