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One year ago today for my difficult child...
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<blockquote data-quote="Scent of Cedar *" data-source="post: 634832" data-attributes="member: 17461"><p>There is a time, just after change happens, when we function with excruciating clarity. It happens that way to soldiers in battle, too. After the time of crisis is over, we are left to incorporate the changes, the unchangeable, unbelievable things that are real now into our lives.</p><p></p><p>The shock, the loss, the understanding of harm, of failure to protect, of future vulnerability -- all that stuff comes crashing in so hard we have no words for it.</p><p></p><p>There are no words.</p><p></p><p>To cry is to show compassion for the self. At first, we do not feel we deserve compassion....</p><p></p><p>Back in the beginning, I would drive to the water. I would give myself a time to think of nothing. In that place I made, those things that most needed my attention would come, and I could hear and heal them. Beneath it all, there is sorrow. </p><p></p><p>Then, I would go home.</p><p></p><p>Just knowing that I had that place, just knowing I would go there, that I would nurture myself in that way, helped me to be stronger.</p><p></p><p>Cedar</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Scent of Cedar *, post: 634832, member: 17461"] There is a time, just after change happens, when we function with excruciating clarity. It happens that way to soldiers in battle, too. After the time of crisis is over, we are left to incorporate the changes, the unchangeable, unbelievable things that are real now into our lives. The shock, the loss, the understanding of harm, of failure to protect, of future vulnerability -- all that stuff comes crashing in so hard we have no words for it. There are no words. To cry is to show compassion for the self. At first, we do not feel we deserve compassion.... Back in the beginning, I would drive to the water. I would give myself a time to think of nothing. In that place I made, those things that most needed my attention would come, and I could hear and heal them. Beneath it all, there is sorrow. Then, I would go home. Just knowing that I had that place, just knowing I would go there, that I would nurture myself in that way, helped me to be stronger. Cedar [/QUOTE]
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