04/10/2024
Here’s my losses and grief story in a nutshell.
In a 10-14 year timespan, I’ve lost three babies and both parents at a relatively young age. On top of that, I’ve lost my husband in September 2022, I was then 49.
Due to my body rejecting, I’ve lost my babies. Due to cancer, I lost my mom. I was 32 years old. Due to heartbreak, I lost my dad. I was 34 years old. He gave up on life after my mom passed away. They were 40 years in love. My husband also died of cancer. Cancer is a subject in my life too. My mothers side of the family all died of it.
It’s not fun seeing a tiny little, white coffin with your baby in it. Wondering why I survived my child, while it should be the other way around. Your whole future with your little one turns black. And then it happens again. Starting to wonder what you’ve done wrong to deserve this. So many thoughts go through your mind at that point, so many levels of pain and then trying to justify it all.
Having to loss one parent at age 32 is tough, but losing the other 2,5 years later also, is just like ‘this isn’t happening. This can’t be happening’, but it does and it did.
Then thinking you found someone you want to grow old with and thinking you will, until you hear the news. Stage 4 terminal cancer. We heard it on his 55th birthday. 3,5 months later he passed over.
It has been a tough and rough journey, lots of wondering why. Going through all stages of grief, going through all stages of shadow work and it’s still not over. It never will be. Grief will always be there, no matter what life throws at you. Wishing they were all still here. Lot of great memories, fun and joyful times, but also not fun times while they were still on this earth. That’s okay, it’s also part of life. Ups and downs and those will always be there, cause life goes on.
Death is a part of life that we don’t like to talk about and that’s okay. We can’t ignore it though, we have to learn to accept it and go through all the emotions that come along with it. Everybody griefs differently and you also can’t compare one with the other. It’s a journey itself for every individual. Sometimes people do get judged for that. The people who judge are either scared, don’t know how to deal with a situation or just don’t know how to act. They’re not heartless, they simply can’t understand it yet. They can only imagine. And that is okay as well.
Through grief, I’ve learned a lot more about myself, who I really am, what all more I’m capable off, able to accept what is, able to understand more. I’ve gained a lot of knowledge and wisdom through this process.
I’m thankful and grateful at this point in my life. That sounds weird or awkward to some, but I’m able to help others with their grief, pain and loss. Who are stuck in wondering which way to go or are depressed and can’t seem to get out of the depression. There are so many out there that need help, an ear to hear them, somebody that understands what they’re going through or just be there to give support in silence. Knowing they’re not alone, makes a difference.
"In the quiet symmetry of a new dawn, she realized that while grief had taught her the depth of love, healing taught her the beauty of life."