Well, I know this doesn’t sound like a blog about grief recovery, but It is in a small way. Part of recovery, as I see it, is moving forward. While sometimes that means we do things that bring back memories and that can be painful, it is still important to not let go of or quit doing things you loved to do with the person you lost. Snorkeling is one of those things for me. I am sure I am going to cry, but I am going to push through and do it. Snorkeling is part underwater, part gasp and snort for me, but it is a beautiful world, much like our journey through the ‘above-water’ world and grief.
I don’t believe it actually matters whether this adventure is done to honor the person I lost or for myself, I think what matters is that I do it, that I keep moving. The more I move forward, the more I want to reach out and help others. I want my children to do that too, but I have to remember they will get there in their own time, not mine. Patience. My two year old grandson is a constant reminder that patience is a life-long exercise, not one you learn and move past.
So, I will not be blogging for a week. I will be snorkeling, and I will be thinking of you and hoping that you two are reaching out and helping someone else move forward through their grief.