Hug Corner - Thought for the Week - 3/27
From "Healing After Loss" Martha Whitmore Hickman
He’d begin to wake up in the morning with something besides dread in his heart. Not happiness exactly, not eagerness for a new day, but a kind of urge to be eager, a longing to be happy.
It comes upon us so gradually that we scarcely recognize the change---this moving out of the valley of despair, where the future looks perpetually grim, into a more pleasant land. Then one day we may think to ourselves, Wait a minute. This feels different! For now, instead of a sorrowful landscape marked by only occasional moments of happiness, we realize we inhabit a land where we are happy and content more of the time than not. The periods of desolation are now the exception, not the rule.
Without knowing it, we have slipped into a new country. This will take some getting used to. Of course we’ll have relapses, which really are not relapses at all but a way of continuing to deepen the grooves in the brain that tell us who we are, now that our loved one has gone. But the shift is a matter of astonishment and gratitude, and sometimes for a quiet waiting to see what other wisdom and self-knowledge may come to us.
I welcome, as a blessing from my loved one, the return of light and joy to my life.
"Something within me is waking from long sleep, and I want to live and move again. Some zest is returning to me, some immense gratefulness for those who love me, some strong wish to love them also. I am full of thanks for life. I have not told myself to be thankful. I just am so."
"There is a gravitational pull, an endless current which we do not recognize which draws us beyond all things and people, but at the same time more deeply and freely into them."
"In search of my mother's garden, I found my own."