A newfound friend of mine made me think of my blog. Perhaps it is time to start writing again and considering the time of year, it is the time of my reflection period and consideration for the past, present and future.
I will not reflect on where I've been lately. It is far too much to touch pen to paper for (or fingers to keyboard in this age!). Reflections are for me alone, in my head and in my meditative state.
I will say this. New beginnings and new friendships have brought me much joy so far this year. I am managing my grief with more ease than ever before in the past 14 years.
I am valuing my moments of solitude and take comfort in the times I'm surrounded by friends and family.
I experienced grief through another person's eyes recently. It was an incredible moment to take part in something that wasn't my own grief but being able to support and comfort those that was affected by it. The joyous memories were plenty but the ones that hurt where far more severe to make the good ones shine through at times. What struck me as incredible was the massive amount of outpouring support for those left behind. Where I come from, we go to funerals to show respect for the dead, not to support the living struggling with grief. It made me realize that we as people, most often forget the amazing ability we have to comfort and support, just by being present.
Be present. In every day life, in waking moments even when you don't feel like being there. Know that your presence is valued by others and that your actions, however small, play a significant role in someone's life, at this very moment.
