Many times people liken grief to being out on the water, being either tossed by waves or treading lightly, and a few times I have used that anology myself here. It fits.
Since reading that I’m still battling a pretty strong current, some of you commented or texted to give me encouragement. I liken that to people calling from the shore yelling, “Come back this way!” and “I’ve called for help!” (to God). Thank you. I hear you and I believe help is on the way. The Bible tells me so.
The highlight in my mental health always occurs when I walk. I was listening to an interesting podcast today (apologetics - one of my favorite topics) and we were doing the Little Cove Transformer route. At an intersection I thought we’d be turning left, but doggy dog wanted to go straight. No big deal. “Straight” runs by a small creek where one time this year I’d seen a GBH. I looked but the water is mostly dried up, so it was only a glance. I heard it before I saw it, but a large GBH took off out of a tree top in the direction I would have gone if we hadn't gone straight. I was happy for the sign. God’s still sending “Mo” to tell me she’s free as a bird now, and I'll be reunited, relatively speaking, soon enough.
Laughter is also “the best medicine.” My coworker who is not my actual boss, but is the manager over the account I work on, called. Backstory is yesterday I didn't go to a 7am meeting because I was busy being depressed. She called for a different reason, but I brought it up to apologize knowing she would understand. Many years ago when she was a late teen, her own brother died, so she saw first hand the toll it took on her parents. I began crying as I said it, and she listened and then said, “Do you want me to cheer you up with a funny story?” (Yes!)
She is from New Jersey, and that culture has such a direct way of speaking, and her story was very funny and I did laugh. HARD. My what a difference to my countenance. It was a shot of medicine I really needed and I haven't felt quite as bad since.
I'm glad you had a laugh - it really is healing. I have a friend that when I spend time with her, she just talks, rambles.. and is pretty funny...plus she doesn't make me talk...it's nice when someone can just entertain you. Hugs
Psalm 61:2 From the ends of the earth, I cry to you for help when my heart is overwhelmed. Lead me to the towering rock of safety.
And Mo would want you to laugh hard at that joke and find joy in the beauty of nature and of course in the signs of her. Praying for you today. You are handling this challenge with dignity and grace and are giving us a roadmap to follow for our times of sorrow.
By the way, I have started to listen to Hibbs. Powerful and direct from the word. Thank you for the recommendation.