Moving Beyond the Pain of Losing Someone You Love
My mum passed away one year prior a month ago. By one means or another I have made it 395 days without hearing her voice; her voice was as beautiful as a crystal clear lake. I watched her beaming in the open darkness; her bright crescent moon smile as brilliant as the star-studded sky above us. Freckled. Eyes as blue as a cloudless sky on a summer day.
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Grief is a black hole, unending and unfathomable. Sucking you dry of any emotional reserve you may think you have. In the previous year I have felt trapped, alone, and defenceless a greater number of times than I ever suspected I would in my whole lifetime. I am downing in grief, not able to see a light out. Along these
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Such a variety of individuals have said, "isn’t it nice, isn't that comforting to have it end on such a positive note?" I have a two part answer to that. Firstly, no, despite the fact that I will let you know in person that it is, I am just doing as such to keep you from stressing entirely as much. Not a single part of this circumstance is comforting. Secondly, imagine a scenario in which we had not reconnected, yes I would certainly have an issue with that guilt, yet would there be this constant throbbing aching in my heart? Would it be dissimilar in the event that I did not know exactly how great it could be? In any case, that is a standout amongst the most dangerous roads to go down, the "what if" road. Imagine a scenario where my parents had a frightful separation and the main individual on the planet who verbalizes his understanding to me, my father, was not in the same place, and was not as much of a comfort. Imagine a scenario where she had survived the fall however experienced whatever remains of your life as a shell of her previous self everlastingly fundamentally harmed and …show more content…
In that moment of time she was my partner, my best friend. Going ahead without her is insane to me, unfathomable. The thought opens up such a variety of questions and insecurities. I do not need this to define me. By what means will I ever have the capacity to trust someone else completely, without the fear of them leaving in the back of my head, now that I know it truly can be beyond anybody's ability to control? By what means will I ever have the capacity to arrange my wedding or walk down the aisle without her assistance and guidance all through it all? In what capacity will I ever have the capacity to have a child without her guidance, love, and support? Despite everything I need her. Her job was nowhere near over. Despite everything I still need her to such an
In 2015 my grandmother died. When I received the news I was on the couch and my mother told me “Miguel we have to talk” I was sweating because my mother was so serious and she told me that my grandmother was dead, and in that moment all I could think about was being back in the Dominican Republic, growing up with her, imagining the moments I spent in her house and the mornings that I sat in her living room, watching TV and smelling her amazing food wafting through the pass-through window from the kitchen. Then I snap back on reality and realize the future my grandmother would want for me.
Grief is a natural response to a major loss, though often deeply painful and can have a negative impact on your life. Any loss can cause varied levels of grief often when someone least expects it however, loss is widely varied and is often only perceived as death. Tugendhat (2005) argued that losses such as infertility, miscarriage, stillbirth, adoption and divorce can cause grief in everyday life. Throughout our lives we all face loss in one way or another, whether it is being diagnosed with a terminal illness, loss of independence due to a serious accident or illness, gaining a criminal record (identity loss), losing our job, home or ending a relationship; we all experience loss
After several weeks of my Grandmother passing, I came to realize she wasn’t coming back. The feeling of shock had left and now I felt intense amount of emotional suffering. The continuous feeling of pain and unanswered questions lingered about in my mind. I began to wonder how it could have happened and what people could have done differently. At this time, my whole family was grieving over the loss as well.
Grief is a powerful thing. It can consume someone and spit them back out without a second thought. A person can be absolutely devoured by this unsavory beast, and once you’ve encountered it, no matter how much time has passed, you never truly escape the beast. And said beast can make you become a totally different person entirely. The song “Again” by Crusher-P and the short story “All Summer in a Day” by Ray Bradbury both touch on the power of grief and what it does to the person and the people around them.
When dealing with grief you must remember that it does not last forever; you will have good and bad days. Find something that allows you to get the hurt and the pain out of your system because if it stays, it will destroy you from the inside. I found writing to be a passion because the pen and paper do not judge what I write. There were days that I wrote happy thoughts and other days that I could not write anything but death and allow my tears to smear the ink. The bad seem to come more often when you first lose a love one but you have the power to shorten them and change them to good days. Yes, you will cry and have moments because that is what makes us human but those are also the days that having a support system is towards your benefit. I can cry with my family and friends and laugh about the memories and those are the best days. Grief and heart ache will always be there but so will the memories and
“No matter how tough the situation, you still have to hang on.” Lailah Gifty Akita. Grief, an obstacle that we must all overcome at one point in our lives. Grief is everywhere, you may not notice it, but it is omnipresent. Victims of 9/11 faced with massive amounts of grief. Traumatization happened to most. An event that is unforgettable to many. In two of the works, "Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close" by Jonathan Safran and "Reign Over Me" by Mike Binder, there were many instances of grief that the individuals had to overcome. You must learn to embrace grief or get stuck in a never-ending cycle of despair that displayed through the characters when they befriended others to overcome their grief, moral support that they achieved by others, and their efforts to move on with their life.
Grief and loss are some of the most defining characteristics of the human experience. Therefore, dealing with grief and loss is one of the most important things humans must learn. While there are many approaches, Jennifer Kent uses her film The Babadook to suggest that suppression is not a healthy way to deal with grief. By thoughtfully planning the mise-en-scene, soundtrack, and narrative storytelling, Kent teaches viewers that suppression causes the inner monster to come out in all of us, just as it did to Amelia in The Babadook.
She was my dad’s mom, and we used to call her Bebe Hajji as a sign of respect for a elders who has completed a pilgrimage to Mecca. Bebe Hajji passed away from gallbladder cancer, and it was a very surreal time in not only my life, but my family’s as well. I don’t actually remember that much about her before she was admitted to the hospital, only when she was. I remember what she looked like, I remember what her lap felt like when she’d hold me, but I do not remember her voice. When she was in the hospital I never quite grasped what was going on, I knew she was dying, but i dont think i ever knew what death was. After her funeral I was sad, but i kept waitin for the other shoe o drop. I didn't know how to grieve, I was nine, I went back to school and i didn't cry when i told other people what happened, and i didn't cry at her memorial. As i've gotten older, it's stuck with me more and more. When I was in middle school i felt exponential guilt, about my lack of tears when i was younger. I felt like I hadn't lover her enough and as a result been unable to grieve. As I’ve gotten older I’ve realized people deal with death differently, and to be fair, I was nine.
Grief is the act following the loss of a loved one. While grief and bereavement are normal occurrences, the grief process is a social construct of how someone should behave. The acceptable ways that people grieve change because of this construct. For a time it was not acceptable to grieve; today, however, it is seen as a necessary way to move on from death (Scheid, 2011).The grief process has been described as a multistage event, with each stage lasting for a suggested amount of time to be considered “normal” and reach resolution. The beginning stage of grief is the immediate shock, disbelief, and denial lasting from hours to weeks (Wambach, 1985). The middle stage is the acute mourning phase that can include somatic and emotional turmoil. This stage includes acknowledging the event and processing it on various levels, both mentally and physically. The final stage is a period of
Viorst (1986) stated that the losses that we experience are necessary for us to grow and adapt as part of our normal functioning. Loss is natural, unavoidable, and inexorable; losses are necessary because we grow by losing and leaving and letting go (Darcy, 2011). After that we encounter those losses we grief, which is defined as the physical, psychological, and social reactions to the loss of something or someone important to us (Hooyman & Kramer, 2006). Everyone reaction to grief and loss are different, for example when my mom lost her mother when she was sixteen her coping strategies were different from her sisters from what I learned. Myself, I also encountered many losses from my childhood to today and I never really understood how they shaped me until I started thinking about them for this particular assignment.
Some individuals may struggle with the grieving process. Poor coping mechanisms can lead to major depressive disorders and even anxiety. Grieving individuals may exhibit signs and symptoms of poor physical health because they stop taking care of themselves. Widows and widowers have 8 to 50 times higher suicide rate than the overall population (Snyder, 2009).
Eventually as with everything I got used to the idea of her being gone and it wasn’t as painful anymore. We talked on the phone and texted, discussed TV shows and movies, I even visited her for her 17th birthday. Then one day I got the news. She was Pregnant, this time for real. I was overflowing with emotions: Happiness for her finally getting what she had always wanted, Sorrow at the life she was throwing away by having a baby at 17, Guilt for not being there to keep her impulses under control which had been my job for so long, Anger for her moving away and coming home pregnant.
America is based upon a multiracial culture of diversity where people of all colors can find their own niche; However, in recent years, the topic of racial inequality and racial profiling have arisen many tragic incidents that resulted in the death of young Black Americans and people of color. The tragedies of the year 2015 have submerged everyone in a profound sense of grief, especially the families who have lost their innocent loved ones. As a student of color, I wanted to explore this sense of grief, and melancholy through my piece “A Tear of Grief”, which represents the grief and tears of a woman of color. The subject of my sculpture, a woman of color, has a dark tear slowly flowing from her left eye, representing her deep sorrows while
This paper examines the implications of grief, bereavement and disenfranchised grief. Grief in response to a loss is a unique experience and is expressed distinctively by every individual. It is helpful to have models that outline the stages of grief that need to be experienced in order to achieve acceptance. However, their utility is limited by the reality that grief is immeasurably complex and individualized. Veterans and children are two groups at risk of developing disenfranchised grief. Therefore, it will be important for nurses to be able to identify those suffering with disenfranchised grief or other forms of maladaptive grief so appropriate intervention may be employed.
Post disconnect: It was more challenging than I thought it would be, but I kept myself