I just finished meeting with a client who just lost her husband to cancer 2 months ago. He died shortly after being diagnosed. she is understandably still reeling from the shock. i mentioned that my mother-in-law had lost her husband to cancer as well. she asked how long ago. my answer was 4 years.
4 years? is that really true?
she said she just wants to know that someday she will feel again. she wants to know that there will be a day that she can feel happy without it being followed by sadness. i remember having those same conversations with my mother-in-law.
it is surreal to me to think back on my memories during that time. i have distinct pictures of raw grief and devastation, and yet...here we are. changed for sure...but still going.
we are a strange people. i'm glad God has given us the ability to cope, adapt, heal. i'm glad that God has granted us hope in the midst of devastation. i'm glad that we can continue on even with painful loss.
but it is weird.
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I've always thought so too. Obviously, it's necessary to be able to move on and keep going with life...
but it's VERY weird.
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