It became amazingly clear to me very quickly that something was seriously wrong with everyone. Didn't they know that my son had just died and that my world had just come to a screeching halt???? From the people in lines at the airport, to the security workers, to the ticket takers (I'm not sure what their official title is), to stewards and stewardesses, to the passengers I was surrounded by - they were all just going on with their lives like nothing was wrong! They were laughing, talking, arguing, reading, listening to music.
What was wrong with this picture??? Well, nothing was wrong with it and they had no way of knowing my life was in turmoil. People cannot hear our silent screams. However, it is interesting how often I felt that way over the days, weeks, and months ahead in different situations. The only explanation I have is that when we are experiencing a deep loss, our pain is truly our own and no one else can experience it in the same way. We have all been created as unique individuals and have each gone through many experiences during our lifetime that make us who we are at any given moment. Even though the circumstances surrounding our loss may be similar, our reaction to that loss is uniquely our own.
To those grieving, be kind and be patient when someone attempts to comfort you by saying, "I know how you feel." On the inside you may be screaming, "no you don't!" And you may be right to a certain extent. But they are trying to comfort you the best way they know how. Let them. And remember, there is
Sunshine After the Storm.....
Betsy
P.S. I have added links to television newscasts reporting my son's death.
And as always, look forward to your comments!
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