Dear one,
I woke up this morning with Mark on my mind. Today would have been his birthday, had he not been on that plane on that day. Emotionally I’m a bit more fragile than is usual for me, so I took the day off work and asked a friend to take me to dinner so I wouldn’t be able to isolate.
If the grief threatens to wash me away, I am as prepared as I can be. I’m telling you this because this is not normal behavior for me. Historically, I would just push through it, which works until it doesn’t. Pushing through it is not the same as working through it, I might add.
Please, please stop pushing through your trauma and pain. The pain has a message in it. Listen to it. I am living proof that working through your trauma will transform everything about your life in some amazing ways.
Never forget that I love you, and that excludes no one.
