Everybody has a story about grief because ultimately we all die. If we don't somebody please fill me in! We all have loved ones, friends and family who will grieve us when we are gone. Hence, we all have a story of grief or how we are grieving. I write this post, and it may agitate some, but it's real life and its my story. I don't have much to lose now and if we take one thing from Donald Trump it's the exercise of freedom of speech. (Holy sh*t, I did just write that!)
My most painful story of grief began last year. The only difference is the person is still alive but I grieve their role in my life every day. I grieve the memories with them. I grieve the relationship with them. There are times during the grieving process when you can't even fathom getting out of bed and being productive or simply "finding" joy again. You're lost, you can't find your way. You miss the person, you worry about what life will be like going forward. I say this with trepidation, but I almost think grieving a living person is harder than a person you have buried.
When I saw that Sheryl Sandberg was speaking in Kansas City at Rainy Day Books in early May about her new book,
Option B, I bought a ticket. AND I went all by myself. I knew I needed to. I knew I need to get my hands on her book and read about her journey. I treated myself to a "self" date and grabbed dinner and a glass of wine at the bar at Brio on the Plaza beforehand. Later I did learn that some friends were going so I met up with them at the event. If you don't know who Sheryl Sandberg is she is the COO of Facebook who suddenly lost her husband. Her journey is captured in Option B where she talks about the next best thing and finding joy.
"Self" Date
Sheryl did not disappoint nor did her host, Claire McCaskell. Both phenomenal woman. Strong women. Both standing tall amongst adversity. I was very moved. During their talk, a girl about my age came to the microphone and talked about losing her child to cancer just a week or so beforehand. There wasn't a dry eye in the house. For a few moments I felt ashamed that my grief was over somebody still living. But then I realized there is no reason to be ashamed, a loss is a loss.
Claire McCaskell & Sheryl Sandberg
I loved the above words!
As I conclude this post, I smile because I know that for as difficult as this journey has been, I have learned so much and I am a much stronger person. This will not be a summer of uncertainty, of anxiety, of worry like last. There is much to look forward to! For as much as this journey has taught me, is to be kind, forgive, and most importantly treat others how you want to be treated. YOU make the choice how you treat people and you are only responsible for your actions. How another person treats you is their own problem. People are going to be mean, people are going to say hurtful things. People ARE going to leave your life. Life is full of adversity and how you deal with it is how you carve your journey. You can find JOY.
PS. I've already loaned out Option B, but if you are thinking about getting it. DO. Not only does it talk about grief but it is a huge reminder/lesson on accepting others for who they are, their culture, their gender, their sexuality. I think we need a little bit MORE of that in #trumpamerica.
PPS. Gross, I referenced Dipshit Donnie twice in this post.