I feel refreshed.
This weekend was WONDERFUL.
I’ll write more and post more photos, but for now I’m just going to ramble about how wonderful it was to get away.
The thing with loosing a child is that there is a constant reminder.
You can’t get away from it.
I’m a Mom – that’s my job. It’s the best job in the world. I LOVE being a mom.
I’m a Mom(and wife of course) first and a piano teacher, writer and anything else second.
I go to work in the morning by opening my eyes.
My family is my most wonderful work and there’s someone missing. Not a second goes by where she isn’t in my thoughts and hardly a second goes by where I don’t miss her and notice her absence. She is a part of us. I saw that adorable face every day – more hours than not – for almost 14 years and all of a sudden that adorable face is no longer there.
There’s no distraction from that.
I can’t throw myself into my work as a distraction – my family is my work. SHE is my work.
I can’t throw myself into some fantastic hobby as a distraction – how can I possibly neglect the rest of my amazing family, and my husband? They are my work too.
There’s no easy or simple answer and it’s an uphill battle. And not only do I have to figure out how to deal with my grief and my emotions, but those of my children – and be considerate of my husband.
I found myself craving more and more a chance to get away. A break from life. Something where for the first time in 10 months I could focus on me.
That probably sounds horribly selfish.
But, as a mom we rarely focus on what we want – and that’s as it should be. Our focus is on the children and their emotions and needs. Oh, there are times and moments in the day when we get away and get to focus on ourselves, but not often and not long. The idea of an escape from the pressures of life sounded wonderful.
But then I realized it may not be so impossible and due to some wonderful caring friends it happened sooner than I ever expected, but I think at the time it was most needed.
I felt like I was crumbling. Barely able to hang on to my sanity and process my own emotions, let alone help five children grapple with theirs. And I felt so very tired – if you recall my tired post. 🙂
This little get away was just the thing to rejuvenate me. For the first time in my life I took a 2 hour long bath! I just relaxed and watched a chick-flick while I soaked. I’ve never been SO self-indulgent. And, because I was away from home with no responsibilities for the weekend, I didn’t feel guilty about it!
For the first time in 10 months (and longer, really) I completely relaxed. It was wonderful having no demands on my time and being able to do the things we (my husband and I) wanted to do. We were definitely ready to come home and get back into routine, but the break was so wonderful.
Missing Lizy was lessened a bit. Since we were missing (and maybe even not missing, lol) all our kids, it wasn’t so heavy on our hearts.
For the first time since the accident, Paul and I had time to sit down and really talk about it all. What happened, how it happened, how we felt, what we’re feeling now. It was wonderful. It drew us closer together and I think I burned through an entire box of kleenex. And that evening as we drove through the foothills of the smokey mountains, the sunset turned them pink and I had to smile at our little Lizy gift.
And how do I feel today, now that I am home and back into the every day routine of things?
I feel more calm and at peace with things than I have felt in a long, long time.
I feel refreshed, rejuvenated, and renewed.
I feel like I’m ready to tackle real life head on.
It feels good.
It’s been a long time since I have felt this way.
I feel like I have a little of me back – my old self.
And that feels good.
I still miss her dreadfully, the pain is still there.
But, I feel like since I took a break this weekend, I am more able to face it, handle it, cope with it.
While I was away I took it for a stroll and let it be my companion for an hour or so while I talked with Paul.
Now, I feel like it can be put away a little while so I can focus on my many other responsibilities. It’s still there – always will be. But at least for the moment I have a grip on things and don’t feel quite so tired. 😀