This Is My Story
How did I get here? Oddly enough, it was after the sudden deaths of my Uncle and Father and caring for my grandmother through Alzheimer’s and her end of life care that healed my heart. Weird right?
I mean, wouldn’t you think that 3 deaths of the very closest family members in 14 months would drive me over the edge to the point of no return? No one would be surprised if the mental hospital was the next thing on my checklist, right?
So how did that turn into the celebration of the 20th anniversary of the death of my only child and a mission to help parents around the world who suffer parental grief? I suppose I’m the poster child for “God works in mysterious ways”! 🙂
First, I woke up to what really matters in life.
After my dad and uncle were gone and my Grandma became my responsibility, it was easy to say goodbye to my passionate love affair with the corporate world. He/She (choose your pronoun) was the mistress I’d poured my life into after Tommy died. I simply had no use for her when I was reawakened to how temporal our lives are.
Making a life together was the easy part. She and I had been each other’s confidant and buddies for much of my adult life, so there was no real effort in the transition to roommates.
She had been a light in my life and I in hers, so getting to see her blossom in her new environment and thrive with friends and be happy about life was a joy.
Second, I had begun what I refer to as My Awakening a couple of years before, embracing the positive and everything that brings the energy associated with it.
Having learned that what I put my attention to grew in power, I simply integrated her into that process and we launched full force into our full and happy lives together.
Please know, I’m not suggesting it was easy to be a full-time caregiver and support someone through Alzheimer’s or Dementia and the end of life. Particularly one whose children had both recently died.
She would ask why her boys hadn’t been to see her, and thanks to the Alzheimer’s, we would begin the grieving process all over again.
What I AM saying, is that she was actually my teacher and guide.
While she was dying, she taught me how to live.
Third, I dug deep this time and allowed the full process of grief.
What I refer to as my Practical Application step. Where I took the full circle experience with Grandma, plus the skills I discovered through my Awakening and actually used them in my life. It was tough. Really tough.
I was processing FOUR deaths, not just one.
And they don’t call it “the valley of the shadow of death” for nothing!
Climbing out of that valley was hard!
AND worth it. Worth it because I now know the difference between surviving and REALLY LIVING.
Fourth, I share what I learned.
After all, isn’t everything better when shared?
This whole process allowed me to gain valuable grief management, self-healing and communication skills that I knew were game-changing, life-altering stuff.
How could I keep that to myself? I wanted to shout from the rooftops that there was a way out!!
My personal journey out of chronic despair and into hope laid the foundation for the resources I now provide to families like yours.
People wrestling with the many faces of grief, death and dying.
In closing, let me personally invite you to join me in living the life you were put on this plant to live. You don’t have to go it alone. Please, please, please learn from my mistakes as well as my successes. It’s not enough that I have found my way out. It would be my honor to serve as a guide on your path to freedom.
May today be the beginning of your Personal Healing Journey.
The person you know deep down is there and wants the life your heart knows is possible.
To the very best version of you,