My morning self is a more positive side even in this sea of grief that we are presently in. At some point last night, I had to stop watching the vigil honouring the Humboldt Broncos. Otherwise, it would be difficult to extricate myself from overwhelming sadness. As it is the thoughts of the accident and deaths are always there, just beneath the surface.
April can be such a hard month. The sky is grey. It is snowing. Spring is not ready to show itself. On this morning memories of other tragic accidents surface. Young lives were lost in those motor vehicle mishaps from high school days. We were given the information at the time. Someone died. But there was no counselling and talk sessions after. Perhaps it is better now to have all this media coverage. We need to hear all the stories as much as the people need to tell them. So good that there’s emotional and psychological support available to people so quickly. We have come a long ways in dealing with trauma.
I shall meander through this time as best as I can. It is not my sadness but we all share the same space, breathe the same air. We are all bonded in our humanity. Let me not shy away from what is here. It is not my sadness. It is not my story but I can sit and listen. I will shed some tears but I will be okay.
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You are so right, that April can be hard! And we do breathe the same air, so tragedies affect us all. Hoping the real spring, and more happiness, shows up soon for all of us. 🙂
There is so much trauma to which we are all exposed by the media so it is natural we will all be affected. I wonder how children are able to sleep at night when all these terrible losses, wars and disasters are right there in their homes or on their phones. Parents don’t always protect from seeing all that is out there, the news is heavy with bad news not good, and children are curious aout these things and will get round adult’s attempts to shelter them. We can become desensitised or overwhelmed. Neither is great. It is so much better to talk, as you say, than how it used to be when we expected ourselves and others just to suck it up and get on with life. That is the way to become hardened to our humanity and that of others.