‘Wisdom is nothing more than healed pain’ When I saw this on Pinterest it stopped me in my tracks.
But before we get to that…
- I completed on time the A-Z Challenge. Read Z was the end But was it the last? See the my Author’s Notes over there as well. Somehow, I managed to complete this challenge and have a 4 day migraine, a weeks worth of depression and a possible cancer diagnosis – which looks like it was wrong. Huge sigh.
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- Please leave a comment with your grandmother’s name – I need suggestions for the doll’s name. What doll I hear you ask? This one...
‘It really spoke to me, and replaces my favourite saying in relation to pain, taken from the movie The Princess Bride:
“Life is pain, anyone who says different is selling something”
In my almost 40 years on the planet, I have experienced my share of pain, bereavement, divorce, miscarriage. Perhaps the worst pain was on day 5 of my son’s life when a doctor took my hand and said:
“I’m sorry, I’m not sure that we can save your son”
I felt like all the pain I had previously experienced up until then was sucked into that moment and multiplied. Anything that had happened before was now insignificant. I felt the pain swamping me, surrounding me, pulling me under. It was these feelings that were more frightening than the actual reality.
For days I was holding my breath, as time went on I began to breathe again, and to live. It became clear that the doctor was wrong, he could save my son.
Now almost three years on, I have a happy and healthy little boy, and you would never guess that once he was fighting to be here, weighing less than a bag of sugar.
I have learnt just how much pain impacts us, blindsides us, and threatens to swamp us. I have learnt that in times of pain, all your senses are heightened and it takes some time for them to stand down, to normalise.
The biggest thing I have learnt is resilience, that ability to bounce back and to use what has happened, and that takes more than time. It takes insight. Often insight comes from outside, from sharing with friends or professionals, it won’t happen overnight.
What I have learnt is that to get through that, to be put back together by caring friends, family members and professionals, gives you an ability to help others. And for me, that’s what it is all about, sharing each other’s pain and bearing the load together.’
Can you relate? Care to share what you learned and how?
thinking of you, ♥ Jane (this is not just a sign of tag, you know I am thinking of you)
front page image: From peaceandpandemonium.blogspot.com
What s thought provoking post. In out house we deal with a lot of pain. What’s said a lot though is pain is personal. So true
My grandmother’s names are Doris ( who is 92 and luckily still with is) and my maternal grandmother was christened Christianna, however was always know as Maimie.
Yes Fay, pain is personal. Very much so. There are 2 more parts to this series. Feel free to send me an email if there is something you would like to contribute. You have what we might call fresh pain, And I wish for you that it would stop. Thanks for your grandmother’s names, I will add them to my list of considerations.