Good Words from a Good Friend

Today, the lovely and beautiful Alexandra posted this on her blog Good Day, Regular People and I had to steal it (ahem, repurpose it)  because I feel these are the words I need to say to myself — maybe even sing to myself — until I am no longer weary. And because I am having such a hard, hard time being gentle with myself:

Walking With Grief: A Celtic Prayer
Do not hurry as you walk with grief
It does not help the journey

Walk slowly, pausing often

Do not hurry as you walk with grief
Be not disturbed by memories
that come unbidden
Swiftly forgive and let
Unspoken words, unfinished conversations
be resolved in your memories

Be not disturbed
Be gentle with the one who walks with grief

If it is you, be gentle with yourself
Swiftly forgive, walk slowly,
Pause often,
Take time

Be gentle as you walk with grief
–Author Unknown

 

About stacy

I am a writer, author, mother, former magazine editor (last at Redbook), optimist, and, above all, a searcher. I'm still searching for whom I'm really meant to be, after a series of very jarring losses: a divorce and house disaster that led to a book (Falling Apart In One Piece); a week after the book came out, my parents suddenly fell gravely ill, I resigned from my job (and, apparently, my career), my son went into crisis, my parents then rapidly died four weeks apart, and my boyfriend (who had moved in with me and my son just weeks before the book came out) began the painful journey of realizing we couldn't make our relationship work (that story unfolded on this blog). Since then I've been trying to figure out what's next. Or, in other words, how to fill in the blanks.
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3 Responses to Good Words from a Good Friend

  1. Lindsey says:

    Oh, beautiful. xox

  2. stacy says:

    Lindsey, you are consistently the fastest commenter in the West! Next time I want you to say:

    **first!!**

  3. Alexandra says:

    I say it every time I run into you on the blogosphere, I will always listen. Email, phone, anything, because I know the weight of a 50 ton heartbreak.

    xo

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