Grief

Everyone has their own way to grieve. I am in no position to judge your ways. For the longest time, mine was tirelessly checking in on and making sure all of my siblings and my father were ok. Sometimes to the point I let it consume me. I tried to talk to everyone and try and solve their problems or comfort their hurt and make it go away. I was doing it in a way to disregard my own feelings and grief. I pushed myself back on the back burner and drowned myself in a hole and couldn’t find myself for quite some time. I was a little too worried about everyone else’s feelings and problems I forgot about my own and what I had going on in my own home. I am finally working on me and mine and I’m starting to love life again. I have come to realize that everyone will encounter a time of hurt, will face problems, and issues. I can be there for support or a listening ear when needed, but I can not try and fix everything. Everyone’s happiness is not up to me. My happiness is, the happiness of my husband, and my beautiful girls who look up to a strong grounded mama. That, that is who I am trying to become and I’m mostly there! ☺️