A raw conversation took place last Sunday about taking life one day at a time after death. This came from someone who recently lost their wife and is trying to move forward also.
“There is something you must always remember. you are braver than you believe, stronger than you seem, and smarter than you think.”
Winnie the Pooh
“When a friend of Abigail and John Adams was killed at Bunker Hill, Abigail’s response was to write a letter to her husband and include these words, ‘My bursting heart must find vent at my pen.’”
Mom and Dad
This past Sunday I was talking with someone in person in Kensington, Maryland. As I was talking he shared how his wife died and the effect that had on his family. From himself to his kids who are in college. I noticed this guy had aged a little bit, now I know why that has happened. It most likely happened under the stress of what occurred. When I asked him how he has dealt with that, he stopped, looked me in the eye and said, “I just take it one day at a time…” Getting through a day was challenging and hard. His kids are struggling because of the loss as well. I looked at him and shared about the deaths of my parents and how it was sooner than I thought it would happen. I told him, that there are days I just don’t know how to go forward, and there are times I feel like shutting down. He understood and said that you have to take death one day at a time. And as I walked away from the conversation that phrase, “One day at a time” just stuck with me. However if I am to be honest though, sometimes it feels like one hour at a time on certain days. As I close this brief post of a topic I need to get off my chest I am going to close with a song my Dad loved.