I’m still here

I’ve been remiss in not keeping up with my posting scheduled – self monitored or not a schedule is something that should be respected. I have not written very much new of late but have been knee deep in blogs – choosing, sorting, editing.  Organizing the Writing From the Wound posts has been all consuming.

I’ve immersed myself in revisited grief.  I tried to do it objectively –  it’s been a challenge not to fall into that pit again.  I learned that I have come a long way from last year at this time – I’ve accomplished a lot, handled a lot… come a long, long way.

Although many of the blogs have been tough to read I discovered movement and hope within the words.  I have been living a sad story, and many days still am – but I am making progress.

I thought I would share the very little bit of new writing of this past week with you — I ‘think’ this may be the introduction to ‘Writing From the Wound’.

intro:

Stories are generally told in the past tense – you have to live the story before you can tell it.  We live in the ‘and then’ and the ‘what happened next’ – the story is always a step behind.

Ours is not the saddest story. Grief is not a competition – there is no prize for being the most heartbroken.  We can’t compare the depths of grief, the relevance or the scope of it – we can only feel our own and sympathize with others who may be grieving as well.

I’m not certain why I felt the need to write this story – why I felt it was important to share my journey – but I will say writing about grief helped me through the darkest patches of it, it helped me figure me out.

My story is not unique nor was the journey uncharted – the path through grief is well worn.  If a marriage stands the test of time one person will be left standing at its end – the survivor. I am that survivor and my journey to this place of surviving is unique only in its point of view.

This is a story about a broken heart not a marriage – a story about the journey of a woman forging her way through fear and anger and grief with the hope of walking out the other side intact.