It has been a while. I have gotten pretty off track and then I went through some fascinating adventures.
Let’s start with some big ones that are really affecting my life and what is important to me.
In the midst of this pandemic that has everyone obsessed, I lost my mom. She had cancer that we didn’t know about until two weeks before she passed. It was devastating in many ways. At the same time, I was surprised that in many ways it was a relief.
To understand, you must understand that my mom was wounded. She was a hurt woman who was not living the life she was designed to live. It was obvious to me that she was suffering in many ways. I never knew what to do for her and I was trapped in some stinking thinking as well.
I lived with my mom. This meant that most of the house was not in my control. The house was hers, even though we rented. It was her choice to live here. It was her dishes we were using; her furniture and things like that. This place was hers which meant that I didn’t do much around the house. I felt resentful that my stuff was packed away for years I felt powerless and out of sorts.
When she passed, it was time for me to claim this all as my own. I had to begin the process of creating order and sorting out what was what. I still have a long way to go. I find it hard to go through her stuff because there is so much. She was pretty much a hoarder.
The other thing that happened was back in November, I broke my knee. This left me on the couch for three months until surgery. The 7 months since surgery has been a slow process of healing. I still limp pretty bad and I am still very limited on what I can do. It is a real challenge and with the extra work put on me, it has been hard.
I have used this time to learn so much about myself. I have allowed myself to heal. I have allowed myself to feel awful for a while. Sometimes I even allowed myself to avoid the feelings for a while. That was a hard lesson.
I learned that although it is important to feel your feelings, there is a reason we stuff them. There is a reason we avoid them. Sometimes when a big thing or two happens it is too much and we must use the coping methods to avoid the feelings for a while. When we are strong, we can come back. The real problem with stuffing feelings is that most people don’t come back. Most people avoid them for so long until they come out as illness or something similar.
I have been addressing a few feelings here and there. Some are really big and some are smaller. Some are still on the shelf for a while. It has only been about three months since my mom passed. There is still a long way to go and that’s ok.
I am grateful for the process. I am grateful for my tools. When I get stuck, I know how to use my home and other tools to get me unstuck and that’s pretty awesome.
I hope that your life is going well. I hope that you are allowing yourself to put things on a shelf when needed and then remembering to take them out and feel them when you are stronger. I hope that you are feeling and healing. If you ever need some help with any part of the process, reach out. I’ll be happy to help in whatever way I can.
Big hugs,
Michele