Today I am sad. Many writers do their best work when they are feeling down- through their writing, they are able to express deep emotion and better cope with difficult situations in their lives. Not me. When I am upbeat and inspired, I do my best. I write to encourage, motivate, and inspire others to live more fulfilling lives. I write about practices that enable us to let life in. Today I am sad.
Many of the posts that I had originally planned for this Saturday are just not right for today. We aren’t ready to hear, “It is going to be alright.” We aren’t ready to heal. Those families in Connecticut sure aren’t ready to heal. So maybe we need to allow ourselves to feel sad for a while and eventually we will be ready to heal. There is a time for everything.
We can hug our children. We can appreciate the things in our lives that we often take for granted. We can put things into perspective and realize that some of our worries are not such a big deal after all. We can reflect on the things that really are most important in our lives. We can come together and comfort one another. We can pray for the families in Connecticut. We know that their lives will never be the same. We can only hope that they will eventually find a way to heal and experience joy again. But not today.
Please hug the people you love, and tell them that you love them.
“In times of grief and sorrow, I will hold you and rock you and take your grief and make it my own. When you cry I cry, and when you hurt I hurt. And together we will try to hold back the floods to tears and despair and make it through the potholed street of life. ” -Nicholas Sparks, The Notebook
Thank you so much for inspiring me! Best to life, Jenny
Best to you too , Jenny.
We are all simply, terribly, sad. It is a black hole. I teach empowerment, safety. So when a madman takes what is most innocent and precious, there is helplessness. I rage against this tide of helplessness. I can teach children to say NO to bad behavior, to go and tell ,a safe adult. But, there was no running, cornered in a classroom by a killer intent on massacre.
I am horrified.
So now, I am looking for ways we can stop the mentally ill from more
copy cat attacks following the mall and Connecticut shootings.
The only thing I can recommend now, is tightened security for all schools.
Melinda, Thank you for your comments. Yes, most of us are left feeling deeply heartbroken, shocked , and angry.
Beautiful post – I feel the same way.
I hope that you are able to enjoy your day 🙂
Thank you for your heart felt post today. I have learned how important it is to feel the dark stuff; you say: we need to allow ourselves to feel sad – that is spot on. FEEL it. Be with it. It is from here that positive action will come to create the change needed to make the world a better place. What a lovely quote. Thank you for your thoughtful gift this morning.
Thank you, Vicki.
Indeed!
I share the same sentiments. Thanks for this post, and God bless you!
Thank you. Blessings to you!
You too, Kristin!
Beautifully said. Thank you for verbalizing what I have been feeling.
Thanks, Chris. Have a great day 🙂
Wonderful post Kristin..happy Sunday!
I have no words to describe the pain.. May God grant those families the patience they need to get through this
I actually started to feel guilty yesterday for being absolutely elated and GRATEFUL that I had the day (and hopefully the future) to be with my son, a chance to hug him, kiss him, hold him – when all those families don’t get to have that. I go from being so mad, to feeling horribly sad, to feeling grateful – I guess time, takes time. If nothing else, being able to commiserate with others makes it a little better – as usual thanks for posting.
Sending lots of hugs to you Kristen! I hope you were able to find the space (mental, emotional, physical, or spiritual) to feel sad and return to joy (or at least contentment), again. Always, S
Oh, Kristin, it’s still hard hearing the news nearly a week later. I feel I’m still reeling from our local tragedies of late (and the almost-tragedy) that I cannot fully absorb the sadness of last week’s event. So instead I turn sorrow into action and continue to be the most enthusiastic person I know, and not let the nagging little things get at me as much. It really is the best I can do. And life is too precious to miss a single minute of joy.
This is true!