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It had been another long day, in a series of days that had no color, no joy. No life.
How do you continue on with your life after God presents you with a seemingly impossible circumstance? The thought to not move forward anymore was entertained more than either of us cared to admit. To each other, even to ourselves.
There are glimpses in my memory, of the joy that used to fuel the hard work we've always applied to living our lives.
Difficulties would come up. Life does that. We were always able to see the benefit of pushing through the pain because of the joy that lay ahead once we conquered the challenge. Challenges were something we revered, anticipated and looked forward to.
But now? I can see the difficulties. I just can't see the joy. There seems to be no upside, no payoff. I feel we are suffering merely to suffer. Going through each joyless day, hearts aching, knowing whatever happy thing that might now exist for us is cloaked in a darkness that shrouds every possible joy.
How do you continue on with your life after God presents you with a seemingly impossible circumstance? The thought to not move forward anymore was entertained more than either of us cared to admit. To each other, even to ourselves.
There are glimpses in my memory, of the joy that used to fuel the hard work we've always applied to living our lives.
Difficulties would come up. Life does that. We were always able to see the benefit of pushing through the pain because of the joy that lay ahead once we conquered the challenge. Challenges were something we revered, anticipated and looked forward to.
But now? I can see the difficulties. I just can't see the joy. There seems to be no upside, no payoff. I feel we are suffering merely to suffer. Going through each joyless day, hearts aching, knowing whatever happy thing that might now exist for us is cloaked in a darkness that shrouds every possible joy.
It had been another long day, in a series of days that had no color, no joy. No life.
How do you continue on with your life after God presents you with a seemingly impossible circumstance? The thought to not move forward anymore was entertained more than either of us cared to admit. To each other, even to ourselves.
There are glimpses in my memory, of the joy that used to fuel the hard work we've always applied to living our lives.
Difficulties would come up. Life does that. We were always able to see the benefit of pushing through the pain because of the joy that lay ahead once we conquered the challenge. Challenges were something we revered, anticipated and looked forward to.
But now? I can see the difficulties. I just can't see the joy. There seems to be no upside, no payoff. I feel we are suffering merely to suffer. Going through each joyless day, hearts aching, knowing whatever happy thing that might now exist for us is cloaked in a darkness that shrouds every possible joy.
How do you continue on with your life after God presents you with a seemingly impossible circumstance? The thought to not move forward anymore was entertained more than either of us cared to admit. To each other, even to ourselves.
There are glimpses in my memory, of the joy that used to fuel the hard work we've always applied to living our lives.
Difficulties would come up. Life does that. We were always able to see the benefit of pushing through the pain because of the joy that lay ahead once we conquered the challenge. Challenges were something we revered, anticipated and looked forward to.
But now? I can see the difficulties. I just can't see the joy. There seems to be no upside, no payoff. I feel we are suffering merely to suffer. Going through each joyless day, hearts aching, knowing whatever happy thing that might now exist for us is cloaked in a darkness that shrouds every possible joy.
Sometimes life kicks you so hard, it feels there's no way to get up. The loss of a child is like that. We had to start analyzing things. Do we want to end it all, no longer exist anymore? Is that really the answer? Does that truly solve the problem, or just add more grief to the lives of those closest to us that endured our same grief?
" Is there ever a time that the pain lessens enough that you want to smile again. "
We searched our souls for the right solution. There were times that the grief subsided, if only for a little while. I've seen the sparkle return to Guy's eye as he sat proudly at the helm of our boat. He's remarked of the returned joy he has seen in me as I care for our visiting crew.
Sometimes life kicks you so hard, it feels there's no way to get up. The loss of a child is like that. We had to start analyzing things. Do we want to end it all, no longer exist anymore? Is that really the answer? Does that truly solve the problem, or just add more grief to the lives of those closest to us that endured our same grief?
" Is there ever a time that the pain lessens enough that you want to smile again. "
We searched our souls for the right solution. There were times that the grief subsided, if only for a little while. I've seen the sparkle return to Guy's eye as he sat proudly at the helm of our boat. He's remarked of the returned joy he has seen in me as I care for our visiting crew.
" Is there ever a time that the pain lessens enough that you want to smile again. "
We searched our souls for the right solution. There were times that the grief subsided, if only for a little while. I've seen the sparkle return to Guy's eye as he sat proudly at the helm of our boat. He's remarked of the returned joy he has seen in me as I care for our visiting crew.
The boat was like an island in a storm-tossed ocean, bringing us some refuge from the ravages of our grief. Through everything we suffered, the boat is where we always found our true north. It is where we each found our authentic selves. Even from the beginning of the devastation, it is where we felt most safe.
While Guy oriented his feelings differently than I, it seemed the one place he finally escaped the overwhelming anger of this loss. In the soothing constant lullaby rocking, she gave us rest. I was able to regain my cohesion as my heart reconnected to the lapping of water on the hull, the smell of the air, to nature again.
Having this brought to light, there were decisions to be made. Do we continue being strong soldiers in the face of what our lives had become? Desperately searching every day for the strength to just survive one more day? Watching out for each other so neither of us slipped too far under? Or was there an escape from our new reality? If we left this life and sailed into another one, would we find the peace our battle-weary souls needed?
While Guy oriented his feelings differently than I, it seemed the one place he finally escaped the overwhelming anger of this loss. In the soothing constant lullaby rocking, she gave us rest. I was able to regain my cohesion as my heart reconnected to the lapping of water on the hull, the smell of the air, to nature again.
Having this brought to light, there were decisions to be made. Do we continue being strong soldiers in the face of what our lives had become? Desperately searching every day for the strength to just survive one more day? Watching out for each other so neither of us slipped too far under? Or was there an escape from our new reality? If we left this life and sailed into another one, would we find the peace our battle-weary souls needed?
The boat was like an island in a storm-tossed ocean, bringing us some refuge from the ravages of our grief. Through everything we suffered, the boat is where we always found our true north. It is where we each found our authentic selves. Even from the beginning of the devastation, it is where we felt most safe.While Guy oriented his feelings differently than I, it seemed the one place he finally escaped the overwhelming anger of this loss. In the soothing constant lullaby rocking, she gave us rest. I was able to regain my cohesion as my heart reconnected to the lapping of water on the hull, the smell of the air, to nature again.
Having this brought to light, there were decisions to be made. Do we continue being strong soldiers in the face of what our lives had become? Desperately searching every day for the strength to just survive one more day? Watching out for each other so neither of us slipped too far under? Or was there an escape from our new reality? If we left this life and sailed into another one, would we find the peace our battle-weary souls needed?
Having this brought to light, there were decisions to be made. Do we continue being strong soldiers in the face of what our lives had become? Desperately searching every day for the strength to just survive one more day? Watching out for each other so neither of us slipped too far under? Or was there an escape from our new reality? If we left this life and sailed into another one, would we find the peace our battle-weary souls needed?
It soon became the only thing that made sense. The jobs we once loved and were so passionate about became a over-weighted chain around our necks, dragging us further down. Guy struggled to find the empathy he once felt deeply for his clients and staff. I could no longer spend another moment around my staff, so graciously sent them on their way, one by one. The business that I built from nothing no longer held any joy to me at all. My clients, just another burden I no longer had the strength to bear.
The act of running away from home, as we called it, was really just an opportunity to leave the sadness that our lives had become. The fresh start it beckoned with was alluring. A complete break from everything we knew, daily routines so unlike what life is now. It cracked the surface of our grief-covered façade and tiny shreds of light seeped through.
The act of running away from home, as we called it, was really just an opportunity to leave the sadness that our lives had become. The fresh start it beckoned with was alluring. A complete break from everything we knew, daily routines so unlike what life is now. It cracked the surface of our grief-covered façade and tiny shreds of light seeped through.
It soon became the only thing that made sense. The jobs we once loved and were so passionate about became a over-weighted chain around our necks, dragging us further down. Guy struggled to find the empathy he once felt deeply for his clients and staff. I could no longer spend another moment around my staff, so graciously sent them on their way, one by one. The business that I built from nothing no longer held any joy to me at all. My clients, just another burden I no longer had the strength to bear.
The act of running away from home, as we called it, was really just an opportunity to leave the sadness that our lives had become. The fresh start it beckoned with was alluring. A complete break from everything we knew, daily routines so unlike what life is now. It cracked the surface of our grief-covered façade and tiny shreds of light seeped through.
The act of running away from home, as we called it, was really just an opportunity to leave the sadness that our lives had become. The fresh start it beckoned with was alluring. A complete break from everything we knew, daily routines so unlike what life is now. It cracked the surface of our grief-covered façade and tiny shreds of light seeped through.
We discussed at length if we might be acting a bit irresponsible. Were we just avoiding properly dealing with our grief or did continuing in life mean that we needed to be more serious about the things that made us happy in the now? The yearning in our hearts to be one with the water, to live upon her and within her has never felt so right.
True north. A magnetized needle floating on the surface of an oil.
Intuition unfailingly points to true north.
We will seize this. Use it as a compass to clear our hearts and minds. Navigate by intuition, letting it guide us to the only action that will enable us to weather this storm that has become our lives.
True north. A magnetized needle floating on the surface of an oil.
Intuition unfailingly points to true north.
We will seize this. Use it as a compass to clear our hearts and minds. Navigate by intuition, letting it guide us to the only action that will enable us to weather this storm that has become our lives.
We discussed at length if we might be acting a bit irresponsible. Were we just avoiding properly dealing with our grief or did continuing in life mean that we needed to be more serious about the things that made us happy in the now? The yearning in our hearts to be one with the water, to live upon her and within her has never felt so right.
True north. A magnetized needle floating on the surface of an oil. Intuition unfailingly points to true north. We will seize this. Use it as a compass to clear our hearts and minds. Navigate by intuition, letting it guide us to the only action that will enable us to weather this storm that has become our lives.
True north. A magnetized needle floating on the surface of an oil. Intuition unfailingly points to true north. We will seize this. Use it as a compass to clear our hearts and minds. Navigate by intuition, letting it guide us to the only action that will enable us to weather this storm that has become our lives.
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― Martin Luther King Jr.
“If you can't fly then run, if you can't run then walk, if you can't walk then crawl, but whatever you do you have to keep moving forward.”
― Martin Luther King Jr.
― Martin Luther King Jr.
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