Setback
Walking the path of healing
Step by step
One foot forward
One foot back
Joy and sadness in the same moment
Forward and reverse in the same step
The path of healing is never ending
Step by step
One foot forward
One foot back
~These words came to me after an event I witnessed
yesterday. While sitting in my screen room watching the
birds, I heard a gunshot. Thought it was someone
hunting. It is common here. The sound of sirens got my
attention. A few houses down I saw flashing blue and
red lights, police, and ambulance.
I slowly made my way down out of concern for my
neighbors. My heart sank as I saw the white sheet on the
ground. Yellow crime scene tape surrounded the yard.
Neighbors gathered. Someone said he shot himself. Just
as I turned to walk away, the sheet was removed.
Why didn’t I turn away.
In a split second I was thrown back in time ten years
ago when I lost my son. The images, sounds and smells
all came rushing back in my mind. I made it back home
before spiraling out of control.
A dear friend comforted me with these words, “You are
having a setback. But you have the time and distance of
years to your advantage… I hope.”

I am thankful for friends and most of all for hope.
Please keep this family in your thoughts.






































Comments: 105
Love,
Rene
One foot forward
One foot back"
The flood of emotions are always there, yet can be highjacked by the great deceptor... We learn to deal with them... some better than others.
I felt the cut of your heart and the wrenching of your words, as words can be true expressions into the soul, should we feel safe enough to let them out...
Too many people have been subverted into comforming to the "Norm" for fears of not measuring up to what society dictates. Healing, is yours and yours alone in your own terms of endurement
That is why we have poetry... to feel the emotions that only time can heal.
Thank you for sharing so deep a connection my friend.
Thank you for your submission to: "PTSD FREE to BE ME" Your submission is FEATURED!
I am sorry it has taken so long to get to your post. Blessings my friend!
You are so right, we all have to find our own way to heal.
Take care, and think about the future.
Not sure if that makes sense, but pain can be so debilitating that we go through any mind game in order to bear it.
So sorry for your pain, Carol.
This is evocative of both events, written pure and in the now but remembering.
It is beautifully written, my dear.
Love sent...
An event like that opens up a floodgate of emotions for those of us who have experienced the pain of loss, especially that of our children. You know the pain his family is feeling and because of that, you may be able to help them on their journey of healing. (((HUG)))
All one can do is go and get support and go and give support. Life is worth living, it's just that sometimes we can't see it, it all seems so black and blue like a bottomless pit - no joy in sight.
Then you find yourself a year or two later with a new life and you look back in gratitude and wonder that you survived it all and life is good. Better then you could have ever imagined.
My mom was thirteen when her sister shot herself, she was home alone with her older sister, when her sisters fiancee dropped by for a visit.
They were making coffee in the kitchen and he was at the bottom of the stairs, cup in hand to take up to her when they heard the shot.
There are no answers, people get desperate, convinced there is no other way out. But what we don't know then is that this too shall pss, things will get better, much better and life will be good.
One can't replace a loved one that's gone forever, there will always be a gaping black hole, but it's the unimaginable trials in life that make us who we are. It is our response, the way we choose to deal with it, once the initial shock wears off that makes us stronger and makes us who we are.
... and if just one more person calls me strong and a survivor I'm gonna spit in their face:), that's how I feel sometimes:)
Blessings to you for helping others to be more aware of our friends here in the cyberworld.
I did not know about your Mom's sister, so sad. I agree that it's not what happens to us but how we choose to deal with it. I am still working on that. Wise words you have shared Rose, thank you for being a friend and for your continued support.
http://www.everywritersresource.com/literarymagazines/2012/the-healing-muse/
http://www.bereavementmag.com/
About your son, oh my goodness, my thoughts are with you. Whatever you decide to do I will support you any way I can.
^_^
In reality the experiences like that in life are so heavy & burdensome - BUT your picture of the butterfly is a powerful reminder of the beauty in life that continues to share - even in the mist of all kinds of grief & tragedy. THAT is the miracle in it all - that only the spirit of God can give!
Perhaps the situation with your neighbor can also be looked at as a token reminder that you are NOT alone in your experiences or your burdens. That kind of reality lived is happening all over the earth, unfortunately to say the least. It does not help eliminate the pain or sorrow - it just shows once again, that there is nothing new under the sun.
Yes, your wise Grandmother said it well & echoes to all of us today "This too shall pass." If only our emotions & heart would learn to deal with it better.
About suicide...a few years ago I was pointed to a feature in JAMA that saved my son's life. The article related test information that revealed lithium to be the drug that lessens the suicidal urge. It does it for all the causes of the urge. My son was bi-poler (they didn't know that at the time) and they had him on an antidepressant that made it worse. I told/showed the psychiatrist the article and he put my boy on lithium immediately. A couple days later the urge was gone. The psychiatrist told my son at least three times later that I had found the answer.
Thank you so much for sharing your experience. I am so happy for you that you still have your son.
I just joined the group and will submit.
Thank you for sharing with Watching The Wind Blow By
Here's to hoping you and the other family gets through it! :-)
I remember very well when you lost Casey.
The pain never goes away, it just gets tolerable.
Thank you for your support.