I’ve been on a journey the past five years. It wasn’t a journey that I chose, but it’s one that came suddenly and without warning and I had no choice. It’s the journey of deep grieving, going on with your life without someone you deeply love and care about. It’s a very hard journey where your whole world is turned completely upside down when the journey starts, and there’s absolutely no going back.
Grief must and needs to run its course. Because of this journey (and if you’ve read my past few posts which have been few and far between) then you know I’ve attempted to start blogging again. Several times, in fact. I don’t know what it is, but I don’t get very far and then I stop writing again. Maybe it’s because there are things deep within me that I need to write about first, but I suppress them because they’re hard things to share.
My boss has been my gentle encourager to start blogging again. We start the week on Mondays with prayer time and share our prayer requests. He knows about my grief journey. I’ve poured my heart out several times.
A couple of weeks ago, my boss asked how I did it. How did I get through this? I shared about how God has gotten me through my hardest times, how God was and is my strength, how God has given me joy in the midst of my sorrow, and about my dream and purpose for blogging and actually for life. He said something to the effect of, “You did it. You just told me a blog post. You need to blog about what you just told me!” Thank you, Ryan!
I hope to start blogging on a regular basis again. It feels good to write this post. I want to share with others who are going through their own grief journey. We need each other. We need to share what we’re going through and help each other.
If you’re reading this and it doesn’t apply to you, I hope this gives you a glimpse into what people who are grieving are experiencing. Maybe you have a friend or relative who is on a grief journey. Everyone grieves in their own way, but I hope to share in a future post some simple things you can do for those who are grieving.
I know there are so many people in the world going on this journey. I’ve spoken with friends, all who lost someone way too early. We’ve shared about how you can’t really understand this type of deep grief until you go through it yourself. I have a friend whose daughter (in her early thirties) died from sepsis. She was misdiagnosed with the flu when she actually had a type of strep. I love this saying from my friend, “Those of us on this grief journey just link arms and limp along together.”