“To wish you were someone else is to waste the person you are.” –Sven Goran Eriksson
When I was first widowed, I had a hard time understanding. I couldn’t grasp why it had to happen to me. I couldn’t move past why it couldn’t have been someone else. What did we do to deserve this? I was stuck in wanting to be anywhere other than where I was. Wanting to be anyone but me.
Eventually, I came to realize it was my storm–my burden to carry and figure out. There was no wishing this away. I could stay in a lump in bed, or I could figure out how to get through it. Not just survive, but really figure out how to learn and thrive after a terrible storm swept away life as I knew it. There was no way to understand why it happened to me–why I was chosen. I just had to do the best I could. I decided, it was a conscious choice, to learn from it. To let it mold me and to rebuild the best me, the best life, I could.
It’s okay to be mad, confused, hurt, unsure of life or where to go from here. Don’t wish away your life–the one you were meant to have. This is devastating. It is intense hurt and it is tough. This isn’t life ending, its life changing.Use all of that energy to be everything you were meant to be–everything you ever thought you could be.