{I am not a victim. There are no lost causes. ""I've been there, done that, and know suffering -- but it's all good."" I'm still standing. ""Can't touch this."" Self-pity is an excuse to do nothing. To appeal to sympathy for pity's sake is to seek affirmation of the choice to do nothing. I am empowered by the spirit and support of meaningful experience and I transform with silent resilience."}
I received this in my email this morning. It kind of tells our story. ~I know suffering, but I'm still standing (even when I wish to crumble). I am empowered and each day I transform with silent resilience.~ That really is the only choice we have. Getting up each day and progressing forward is the way it is supposed to be; even though we may not think we can take another step somehow, it happens.
To everyone who is new to this life's journey, it is not a pretty road to travel. It can be scary, lonely, and most of all sad, but with a little help from your friends, you can walk out of the darkness and see a glimmer of light we can call HOPE. It won't happen quickly and it definitely won't be easy, but know you are not alone on this journey...You are among friends that will help you through the darkness.
Wishing everyone peace and comfort as you start your day.
Marlena (and Tom)
Always and Forever
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Sometimes my mind works in mysterious ways, even to me.
When Mark died suddenly it was a shock, of course. But the first thing that came into my mind was that I was only a cog in the wheel of life, and what I he'd just experienced, and what I was going through, was the universal experience. Everyone who has ever been on this planet goes through both experiences at some time or other. I thought of my ancestor women who lost husbands at a young age with small children, and how they survived. I talked to elderly widows and discovered their wisdom. I thought of people who live in war-torn countries and their horrible experiences. I realized that even though the love of my life had been taken from me, I was so fortunate in so many other ways. I realized that I could take this experience as a personal affront, or accept it as part of the journey of life. This is probably why the thought "Why me?" never entered my mind. It happens to everyone else sooner or later, so why not me? But it didn't happen to me, it happened to my Mark. It's not about me, it's about him and his life and his memory. You bet I miss him terribly, and go through bouts of intense sadness and wish he were back with me. But I am not a victim, nor will I ever be one. I won't allow it.
Sometimes my mind works in mysterious ways, even to me.
When Mark died suddenly it was a shock, of course. But the first thing that came into my mind was that I was only a cog in the wheel of life, and what I he'd just experienced, and what I was going through, was the universal experience. Everyone who has ever been on this planet goes through both experiences at some time or other. I thought of my ancestor women who lost husbands at a young age with small children, and how they survived. I talked to elderly widows and discovered their wisdom. I thought of people who live in war-torn countries and their horrible experiences. I realized that even though the love of my life had been taken from me, I was so fortunate in so many other ways. I realized that I could take this experience as a personal affront, or accept it as part of the journey of life. This is probably why the thought "Why me?" never entered my mind. It happens to everyone else sooner or later, so why not me? But it didn't happen to me, it happened to my Mark. It's not about me, it's about him and his life and his memory. You bet I miss him terribly, and go through bouts of intense sadness and wish he were back with me. But I am not a victim, nor will I ever be one. I won't allow it.
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