Took my grandsons to the children's museum in Salt Lake yesterday. This whole week the kids have had a half-day school schedule for parent teacher conferences. When they are out of school, they're with me. We had some free passes to the museum, and I thought this would be a good time to visit there. I hadn't been there since my own kids were small. It has really changed and really is a fun and fabulous place for kids to visit and play. We were there nearly three hours when an exhausted grandma said it was time to go.
That's not to say it's always easy to be upbeat. This week I've also been trying to spend time visiting, chatting with, and emailing my grieving friends. Three of us got together on Thursday and it was such a crying fest, I wondered if that had been a good idea after all. But it's all part of the process and there are no shortcuts in grief. I mostly listened as the other two reminisced with stories of their lives with their lost loved one. In some ways, it was an ice breaker for my two friends who had been grieving separately, to come together and help each other at a time when they need so much support themselves. Over and over they expressed the importance of family and friends in their lives right now. And I feel such a desire to be the friend they need. That means I have to go through many emotional ups and downs with them.
Add into this mix some additional worries and frustrations with my own aging parents, and my life is an emotional roller coaster right now. I do my best to keep myself grounded with peaceful time spent alone.
I'm not worried for myself. I've been through tough times and survived and thrived. Now is my time to help others; to influence children, to comfort my friends, to help my family. I'm grateful to have the physical and emotional strength for this right now. These circumstances will continue to evolve with time. And they will be replaced by other circumstances that will be equally challenging and demanding on my strengths.
But that's life. It will always be so.