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How do you say goodbye when someone is stolen away unexpectedly at the cusp of his or her young life? You can't. That's the dilemma. There's an overwhelming sense of injustice that follows the shock of hearing words you never expected to hear, "XXXXX was killed in an accident yesterday." Not possible you think. He's only 32, with all the promise that comes with a new job and a new house in a new city. The lost potential, the unfulfilled dreams and the suffering those who love him are doomed to endure. And what about his wife--they're so in love--and the baby--how can he understand that he'll never see his daddy again? How do the parents, siblings and loved ones survive? Do broken hearts heal? Are their words to assuage the sorrow? How do we make sense of the senseless? Dr. Elisabeth Kubler-Ross, a Swiss psychiatrist who did landmark work with the terminally ill in the 1960's described a "cycle" that she found each patient went through upon learning of their imminent death. That's evolved into calling it phases or stages of grief that, in or out of order, all affected by death--especially sudden/unexpected death of a loved one seem to share. Although it seems to simplify what I believe to be a complex process they are:
One or all phases can be accompanied by crying triggered for no apparent reason. The father of my young friend eloquently described his experience of losing a beloved and adored son too soon. He spoke of the too quickly learned lesson of the meaning of the words, "I'd give my life" and the use of the words "survived by" when describing the family left behind. So many of us who lose a loved one would give our life to get theirs back and wonder if we will survive this injustice. He also described his experience of "falling in a hole" so dark and deep he thought he'd never escape. Immediately the poem I close each of my lectures with came to mind. I use it to help people understand that change is a process. Although it's directed to behavior change I like it better than the Kubler-Ross model to describe process and hope my friend moves beyond chapter one soon. AUTOBIOGRAPHY IN FIVE SHORT CHAPTERS By Portia Nelson II walk down the street. There is a deep hole in the sidewalk I fall in I am lost...I am helpless. It isn't my fault. It takes forever to find a way out. II I walk down the same street. There is a deep hole in the sidewalk. I pretend I don't see it. I fall in again. I can't believe I am in the same place, but it isn't my fault. It still takes a long time to get out. III I walk down the same street. There is a deep hole in the sidewalk. I see it is there. I still fall in..it's a habit. My eyes are open, I know where I am. It is my fault. I get out immediately. IV I walk down the same street. There is a deep hole in the sidewalk. I walk around it. V I walk down another street. If you are grieving, attempt to find a copy of WHEN FALLING APART HOLDS YOU TOGETHER by William A. Miller, Augsburg Fortress Publishers |
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