Last night we had week three, of this years Artist's Way course.I am stunned by the courage and vulnerability of people. And moved by the hopes and dreams they share with me.
I am still receiving lovely messages of support and love from family and friends.It helps a lot. I have been reflecting on grieving . I believe it is a unique journey for each soul. I wonder if we are helped by being surrounded by the love support of good friends and if having useful things to do, helps in some way. I can imagine that my grief for my father would be much more constant if I did not have good friends, loving family ,stimulating work and hobbies that I can still enjoy.I think if I lived an isolated life with few friends and family, maybe no work,no interests or no money pursue my interests that my grief would dominate and might even be prolonged.
I will always love and miss my dad and when I bump into my grief it is deep profound and heartfelt. I can't imagine how terrible it would be with no help to distract me for a while.
My grief is a lone journey ,but when I come up from the pit,I am grateful for the life I have that sustains me and nourishes me.
Today I had routine blood tests. I asked for a flu jab and was pleased to hear I am too young for it ( at least on the NHS) nice to be too young for something.
I have started my Christmas shopping ,online. Feels good.Yesterday I bought fairy lights, a golden star and party poppers. I bought lots of ingredients for Christmas Cakes and winter baking . ( which means more fruit cakes)I read somewhere that even if you are grieving or going through some kind of hardship, to still go through the motions of the annual rituals,it will be a good thing in the end.I agree, although when I read it I thought it would not be possible for me.
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