Monday, March 18, 2013

Reflecting

I have to be honest.  It's been difficult to return to this blog stuff after Michael's death.  It's been difficult to return to anything "normal."  How can we just pick back up and go after such an unspeakable loss??  There is a giant, massive hole - always present.  There is a blanket of grief on everything.  I happened to be at Quilt Con when he passed.  Talk about going from high to low.  I really struggled with whether or not to go to TX with everything going on with Michael.  The truth is, they were told at the end of November that he likely had  very little time left.  The family scrambled to celebrate one last Christmas together in early December.  We passed December minute by minute in constant fear.  Every morning I would try to check in with my friend, not sure what the night before had brought.  In answer to the prayers of many, he survived through Christmas - and actually seemed to get better.  Then things went downhill again.  Hard.  Fast.  Then up again.  Oh, my dear friends.  How they endured those horrible moments.  What was to be days of enduring turned to months.  Highs and lows.  It was like seeing a tsunami hovering above you and not being able to move - just knowing it was coming and was going to bring unavoidable life altering destruction.  Sweet Michael seemed to have all the medical professionals baffled.  Hospice said their longest case for care had been a few weeks - what was happening with Michael was unprecedented - 3 months!  We had no idea what to expect next!  After much processing, we decided I should keep my trip to TX as scheduled.  I had a great time at Quilt Con, truly, I enjoyed every single minute.  Until my phone rang.  And I knew before I answered.  Oh, my heart!  My heart.  My dear friends.  Surreal moments.
Side note:  If you are ever going to do the ugly cry (you know the one I'm talking about - heaving, wracking sobs, snotty, red puffy face - the whole thing) in a really public place...well, the best place for that to happen is probably around a bunch of quilters.
I got on the next plane home I could.  I was in PA with my friend and her family for five days, honored to stand by them in the darkest of hours.  What courage they have.  What strength.  We cried rivers of tears, but I'll admit that I was surprised at how much we laughed too.  Really, what else is there to do??  Life is the strangest of things.  The tenacity of the human spirit is remarkable.  I find such strength and hope in being able to be honest about the depths of the darkness, and then find joy in the little moments that are like gifts.  To think there is joy left to be had after this loss is a relief -so encouraging, and I thank God for it.  I know we are just at the beginning of the many waves of grief, and I just hope and pray I am the friend my friends need in all this.
Another side note:  My sweet hubby has been raising money for St. Baldricks for the past few years (since Michael was diagnosed) and this year we were so thankful for everyone who contributed to make his total over $8000 for research for childhood cancers!  Here he is sporting his new look:  (although, the initials are no longer on the side of his head!)  
Whew.  Lots of words here tonight.  Now, even though the grief remains, I will resume my sporadic blog posts about "normal" stuff - because time has a way of marching on whether we want it to or not.  My heart is, and will always be, with my friends.
To read more about Michael's journey, you can visit his Caring Bridge page here.

11 comments:

  1. Hang in there, my friend. Weeping may endure for a night, but joy comes in the morning. Wishing you joy and comfort.

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  2. My heart is weeping with you, Valerie. You've all been in my thoughts and prayers so much of late. We've had some losses too lately, and I was just going back to my copy of A Grief Observed by C.S. Lewis tonight -- it's helpful sometimes to hear the thoughts of someone else who's been there. You can find it online at http://hopeforjoy.ca/wp-content/uploads/2012/03/A-Grief-Observed-C-S-Lewis.pdf if you don't have it. Hold on to what you know and don't let go.

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  3. So many *HUGS* I want to send your way! Time moves on, but we will never be the same for it. I guess the hope is that in some way it makes us better. I wish I had words of comfort or anything to help, but I have no idea what I could possibly say to help. I think you're amazing for getting through this and your friend is so lucky to have you.

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  4. You are such a special person Valerie. What a beautiful post. My prayers continue for those suffering from this most terrible of losses.

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  5. Hoping that time will ease the pain & sadness, but strengthen your love and memories for Michael and his family. it does get easier a bit, day by day - but you have experienced one of the "most terrible of losses" (perfectly put patricia). hugs my dear friend.

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  6. I can hardly think of a response that would do such a profound post justice. Thank you for opening up about your grief so we can do what little we can to help (albeit from across the country). I'm so blessed to have met you, beautiful heart! Just keep swimming...

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  7. I am so sorry. I wish I could have done more to help at QuiltCon. My thoughts have been with you and your friends. I hope sharing on your blog has helped you, I know it's meaningful for so many of us to share what you are going through. XO P

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  8. I love what Nicole said and I don't think I can do better than send you hugs. Your husband is a keeper for sure :)

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  9. You are such a good friend. I'm sure you gave Michael's family great comfort. I'm still so sorry for them, and for you, and for Michael. You will find some normalcy, eventually. Maybe crafting will give you some comfort, too. I'm glad I got to see you briefly in Austin. It was good to just see your face and hug you!

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  10. I wish we lived closer so I could wrap my arms around you and cry along with you. My heart breaks for Claudia and her family, and for you, who loves them so dearly. As David's uncle said after his wife passed away at much too young an age, "We now have to get used to the new normal." Peace to you all as you do the same, honoring Michael's life all the way. Love you so much!

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  11. Oh Val. I am so sorry for their loss and yours. Sending my love!

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