Sunday, December 4, 2016

Introduction to Standing on One Foot

Our son Isaac died at the age of 26 in 2005. We have not been whole since. We carry on and even have days of happines wit ou survivin daughter he husband, grandchildren and some friends but we live trying to precariously balance death in life.

When Isaac died it was as if a leg were cut off and we lost our balance for a very long time. It is simply not easy to balance on one foot. Just try it. You may ha ve seconds of steadiness and control but then, imperceptibly something happens to disrupt your equilibrium. You begin to fall and have to put the other foot down. Try to imagine what it is like to not have the other foot. Can’t put it down and well, you fall.

That is what life is like after one loses a child. It is an eternity of trying to balance on one foot. Sometimes it can be maintained for a while but inevitably balance is lost and you fall down.

This is an account of losing a leg, falling down, getting up and then learning how to balance as best as is possible on one foot. It is the story and impressions of death, grief and resolutioto  live  again  without  a  significant  parof  our lives.

Most books on grief and the death of a child tend to work in the mode of a journey from great pain, grief and then some sort of recovery into life. This book may not fully be one like that though it does finally get to some sort of new status in life. But maybe not a full recovery which may not exist. I am not at all sure that there is real revival or full

mending from the loss of a child. If there is, I fully admit I
have not yet wholly found it.

Just the other day after six years since our sons death, I was struck, blindsided by a sudden realization that he was gone and would not be coming back. My life fell back into depression. Grief had snuck up on me again. Grabbed me as I sat there cross-legged in the calm belief that I was coping with it all well.

Yet I have to say that I am actually dealing with it better. The grief, the pain, the loss all have generally become less intense. Less immediate. But the longing to be with, to see, and to hold my son again has never gone away.

He did go away and left me with a phantom pain that exists most every day. Yes, I know tha t most books on grief and loss work their way to a point at which life goes on and there is  peace and calm. They cant help it. They do not want to simply leave the reader with the hurt of the possibility that the loss of a child is an event that just does not disappear fully. Unlike a bad day at work or an intense sunburn that hurts like hell, burns like fire but does fade away and all is normal at some point. All is well again and the skin heals over so things are like they were before getting burnt. Not so for the death of a child.

The death of a child is such a traumatic experience that there is no other event that is strong enough to make it fade. The pain does diminish. The grief finds a place within the  daily  aspects  of  life.  The  excruciating  agony  of  loss does weaken into an everyday longing that sits at the back of the day like an imp just waiting for a chance to invade your     psyche.     Demanding    an    exorcism     of    and     by depression.   Lif becomes   livabl but   mayb not   fully expandable.

Most books like to work to a climax at which life is again open and even happy. They are after all written to try and help  peoplsurvive  grieanlossThey  discuss  coping skills. They tell of how we made progress on the passage from  utter  despair  to  learning  to  live  with  t he  loss.  But along the way they leave out the pain and some of the raw reality of part of that journey.

This one will not leave them out. It wont because too often grieving parents have experiences that they believe are aberrant or make them abnormal. From real physical pain and memories that dont want to function properly to soul dragging depression to even thoughts of suicide. These are all normal if anything is normal after the loss of a child.

Much of the time, the books on losing a child and grief ar e written  trying  to  helthe  reader  learhoto  cope. Written   by   psychologists grie practitioners   or   even parents who lost a child. This is normal for them to try and help with inspiring works that gloss over some of the realities, some of the anguish of the grief leaving readers wondering if their deeper, more painful journeys are somehow atypical. They are not. There is no typical grief.

This  booshares  aspects  of  loss  and  grief  that  are  too ofteleft  out  of  the  journey  back  to  stasis  that  parents must take to survive and move on. It will try not to leave anything out so you know others have gone through what yo hav and   ar goin through   o you journe to becoming more whole again and re-balance life with grief.

But it is after all my journey so I c an only relate what I wenthrough  from  the  losing of  balance in lifeto  guilt, depression,  thoughts  osuicide,  even  brief  longings  for death  but  imay  welbe  different  than  that  oothers. There are similarities in all bereavement it seems though. And these will be discussed through my own journey and my learning to balance on one leg and hop through life.

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