When trauma hits, people handle it differently. The last month or so watching my brother wither away left me absent-minded and tired most of the time. It was hard to do normal tasks so things like home organization or regular workouts fell to the wayside. With that comes, losing some things, like the extra set of car keys. My aunt says I got home so the keys must be here somewhere, right?
It is funny how life works occasionally; my family had a week planned off all year and it just so happen to fall exactly as my brother was passing and family was arriving to celebrate his life. I took the week to relax and be with family. We had many long dinners telling stories of our childhood and talking about life now and the upcoming arrival of my third niece.
I told myself mid-week, at the end of the holiday, it is back in the saddle. Time to regain control of my energy, my activities, and my organization. Monday, after the pool, I shifted into high gear, organizing the house, preparing for a successful week. As I was walking through the grocery store work tasks started hitting my memory. As I laid my head down to sleep, reminding myself of my early morning workout, the week outline appeared in my head.
When you allow your mind space to be, give it the grace to heal, and decide when it is time to resume to You, your mind and body adjust.
Great points and good story telling. Thanks for sharing!