Over the years since Mandy and Eric died I have learned so very much. Everyone who calls TCF or walks through our doors is feeling the very same way I, we, did— devastated, numb, overwhelmed, broken. They feel like they are alone, and like nobody understands. I know. I felt exactly the same. I honestly felt like I was never going to be myself again. Maybe I never “was myself “ again, but what I became was a more understanding and empathetic self. I wasn’t always wrapped up in my own issues. I now became far more interested in others and their issues.
Throughout our lives we walk our own paths, crossing others, and walking along with them. Although Gary and Peggy are family we are now part of a larger family… one that understands who we are, and why we are who we are. There is no judgment from our new family—they get us, they get the new us !
No matter how desolate you may feel when you come to a meeting, just know you are welcome, loved, and cared for always.
Our daughter Amanda was always very positive about her future … and what I mean is that she knew what was happening to her, and where she was going. Very rarely did she cry and complain about her situation. She knew she was dying, and she knew where she was going. I got so much strength from her, I only hope I gave her some comfort.
Do you ever have moments where suddenly something you have pondered over and over suddenly becomes very clear? An Aha moment. I had one the other day as I was riding back from Melbourne to Harmony. More in a minute.
When my Gardenia bushes start to bloom I know summer is not far away. It’s been a little cool, so they are a little slow—but they are beautiful. I have them everywhere in the house, and the smell is delightful. However, my allergies aren’t happy!