It’s my mom’s birthday next week, you know. October 14th. Since she passed away from cancer last year (chronic lymphocytic leukemia), this time of year can be somewhat difficult for my family and me. This year, I am honoring her with #10DaysofTribute. You can join me here: http://on.fb.me/1OgXLSs
Grief is a funny thing, though—it can surface unexpectedly and is no respecter of time or convenience. I can be doing really well for awhile, and then something will trigger it (the movie Cinderella, for example—have you noticed how often parents die in movies??) and I’ll suddenly be in tears…in public…again. My current record is four public crying sessions in one week, haha. Often small triggers will build up over time until something happens that opens the floodgates. At those times, I have been so grateful for those people who have been there to help me through them.
Tragic experiences are difficult for the person dealing with them, but it can also be hard for those who want to help to know what to do. I’ve realized that a lot of times, people just don’t know what to say. I don’t blame them. Grief is not something that’s very culturally acceptable to talk about, and everyone deals with grief differently. I do my best to be understanding when people struggle to know how to help me in the midst of a meltdown. Over the last year and a half plus of going through my own grieving process, I’ve noticed a few basic things people have done that help me the most.