Allright Then…

Rumbles of thunder and gentle rain drops wakened me this morning, and since there was nothing on my calendar calling my name I was able to pull the sheet over my head and hibernate for an extra little while.  It’s been a helluva week, and my emotions have been billowed about like a kite in a windstorm.  I feel desperately in need of time to calm down.

So I took the morning for myself.  It was raining so the dogs didn’t expect a walk, no telephones rang with news (good or bad), and I sat on the couch for a long while with a book and coffee, enjoying the silence and solitude.  How lucky I am, I thought to myself, to have this bit of time to recover. 

One of the best parts of my exercise routine is the “recovery period,” when the aerobic portion is over and the pace slows down to allow the heart rate to return to normal.  I feel so energized at that point, physically and emotionally, because I’ve put in the effort to do something good for me, taken the time to make my body healthier and more fit.  The tough part is over, and I can enjoy reveling in this cooling down period.

Today begins that recovery process in the wake of my uncle’s death.  The worst is over, and now those of us left behind have to take a few cleansing breaths and go on with life.  For me, recovery always involves quiet time, solitude, being at home with my familiy, my dogs, books, music.  I hope to take lots of walks, to fill out my flower garden with pink and white impatiens, to finish reading Prayers for Sale.  If I feel particularly brave, I might venture out for coffee, ride my bike to First Cup, where I noticed that Amy has put out the wrought iron tables with their cheery red canvas umbrellas.  Most of all, I want to give my heart and soul some space to heal, for this loss was unexpectedly hurtful.  Come Monday, perhaps I will have become more settled into this process we call grieving.

Allright then, let the recovery begin…

How about you?  How do you recover from trauma and sadness? What’s the recovery process like for you?


5 thoughts on “Allright Then…

  1. I’m so sorry for your loss, Becca. I hope that time heals your tender heart.

    I’m not sure how I would work through my grief ~ it’s been 12 years since the passing of my best friend ~ i was 22. I still don’t know if I’m ok. But that’s how it is, I suppose when you lose a loved one.. there’s always a soft spot that never fully heals.

    Your recipe for going on sounds perfect. Just face the day and allow yourself the quiet moments when you need the. ((hugs))

  2. Glad to hear you’re getting time to yourself, time to process all of this.

    When I lost my first dad, I went through a stage of sadness and then anger (not at him, but at the situation). I wrote. A lot. Eventually I moved out of the anger phase, but I still miss him. I’ll never get over that.

    My thoughts are with you Becca.

  3. Ah, Becca, I’m so sorry for your loss. You write so lovingly of your uncle.

    What do I do? I hibernate, coccoon. Then I start to cook, sometimes to garden. Grounding activity. I’ve been doing that – amid busyness, too. The past month’s been a month of trauma and loss in my family too, but I didn’t blog about it. – hence my absence. Time to start returning, I think.

    You take care of yourself. Seems like you have good instincts about what helps. Blessings to you.

  4. I’m sorry to hear about the loss of your uncle. It was comforting to read, though, how well you know what you need to recover. I, too, need lots of quiet time and sleep.

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