Showing posts with label When Friends/Family Fight Our Child-Loss Grief. Show all posts
Showing posts with label When Friends/Family Fight Our Child-Loss Grief. Show all posts

Friday, June 7, 2013

Friday's Faith - What Is Exposed In Grief's "Perfect Storm"?








Friday's Faith

What Is Exposed In Grief's "Perfect Storm"?








Love is revealed by actions! People can SAY they love you, but if you look at their actions, you see the harsh contrast and say to yourself, "Yes I hear the words, but how was I treated?" 

Looking back, we've had discussions of this bizarre phenomenon because of interactions with different family members since the death of our beloved child. Yes, certain family members can say they love us off and on all day long; they can "say" it verbally, but their actions reveal a cruelty beyond belief! Because our love for them is so deep, it stabs us very deeply. While we are at our most vulnerable, they pierce the knife straight through our hearts with their unthinkable cruelty shown in their vilest of actions. 

     It's like a perfect storm is created: We are trying to survive and are barely functioning, but they treat us with a deprecating attitude of, "There's nothing wrong with you!" (when there's going to be something wrong with us for the rest of our lives…!)

So at our weakest, they seem to become threatened by such weakness and literally want to kill us. Like a predator smelling blood by sensing the weakness exposed from the depth of our love for our child that has been cut off at the knees, these predators seem to come roaring out of the pit of hell into the sacred halls of our love for our lost child, and spew the fiery venom of their hate and disgust that burns even deeper holes into our already death-accosted hearts.

It is as if they look at everything we do or cannot do through their own self-serving lens and deprecate us with their most degrading aspersions against our character.


It's as if the deep love for our deceased child in all its purity and depth of heart and soul serves as a beautiful white backdrop that easily exposes the contrasting tarry black hatred that spirals up out of the pit of their dark souls. 

We've never seen anything like it. Some family members come through in the most loving ways we could EVER have imagined while other family members seem compelled to show the BLACKNESS of their hearts that we NEVER even realized had been there, at least to the depths that we now see.

One of the supposed advantages of doing counseling from a Christian perspective is that we know what "normal" is. The beauty of Christianity is that you know what "Love" is. The Bible gives you the exact definition of what "love" is. 

This is what love is. 

This is what love looks like. We are actually told what love looks like. 

But when we look at certain members of our families, in this perfect storm of our vulnerability and their most daring blatant show of hostility and sold-out narcissism, we can exclaim to ourselves, 

"And This is what LOVE is NOT!!!



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1 Corinthians 13
New King James Version (NKJV)

The Greatest Gift

13 Though I speak with the tongues of men and of angels, but have not love, I have become sounding brass or a clanging cymbal. 2 And though I have the gift of prophecy, and understand all mysteries and all knowledge, and though I have all faith, so that I could remove mountains, but have not love, I am nothing. 3 And though I bestow all my goods to feed the poor, and though I give my body to be burned, but have not love, it profits me nothing.

4 Love suffers long and is kind; love does not envy; love does not parade itself, is not puffed up;5 does not behave rudely, does not seek its own, is not provoked, thinks no evil; 6 does not rejoice in iniquity, but rejoices in the truth; 7 bears all things, believes all things, hopes all things, endures all things.
8 Love never fails. But whether there are prophecies, they will fail; whether there are tongues, they will cease; whether there is knowledge, it will vanish away. 9 For we know in part and we prophesy in part. 10 But when that which is perfect has come, then that which is in part will be done away.
11 When I was a child, I spoke as a child, I understood as a child, I thought as a child; but when I became a man, I put away childish things. 12 For now we see in a mirror, dimly, but then face to face. Now I know in part, but then I shall know just as I also am known.


13 And now abide faith, hope, love, these three; but the greatest of these is love.


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13 
And so faith, hope, love abide 
[faith—conviction and belief respecting man's relation to God and divine things;
hope—joyful and confident expectation of eternal salvation;
love—true affection for God and man, growing out of God's love for and in us]
these three;
but the greatest of these is love.

1 Corinthians 13:13, Amplified Version











Graphics, thanks to ~Dr. Joanne Cacciatore, ~Hers to Treasure, and ~Dr. Joanne Cacciatore

Thursday, April 18, 2013

Thursday's Therapy - How to Deal with Toxic People ~Robyn Lindsey





Thursday's Therapy

How to Deal with Toxic People

~Empowerment and Grief Coach, Robyn Lindsey





April 4, 2012

How to deal with toxic people



Greetings! My name is Robyn and I am a certified empowerment and grief coach...

I’ve done a lot of work with crazy-makers or emotional vampires. Something I think we all struggle with is the unhealthy people and situations that seem to make their way into our lives.

We all strive to live an empowered life. We all want to soar. Yet there are people who seem to have no function but to sabotage our efforts. How do we deal with these speedbumps? How do we cope?

The first step is to identify these people in your life. I’ve had bosses, co-workers, family members, and friends all be speedbumps in my forward progress. I’ve also had people I barely knew act as a crazy-maker or emotional vampire.

Once you are aware of who they are, it’s time for some boundaries. Working on a new project? Don’t share the details with them. Don’t give them a chance to get you down. Instead, reach out to those who stand by you, who hold you up, who offer support.

If you have to go out to dinner with your Aunt Ruth who tries to break you down, only discuss non personal topics. Make a list of “safe topics” and memorize it. Talk about the weather, a news story, a new baby in the family. Have a wonderful, pleasant meal without the attacks. Do the same with co-workers (though likely tweaking the topics a bit).

I have some satellite family members who like to negate my attempts. They haven’t learned how to think outside the box, so when I do so, they panic and tell me all the ways it’s not possible. I stopped telling them what I was working on. When I wrote my book recently, there were perhaps 3 family members that I told while I was writing. The others? I shared after, and they cheered me on. Had I told them during though, they would have been crazy-makers and thwarted my efforts.

Know your right people. Share your efforts with those who will encourage you and you will soar.
If you are constantly finding yourself in situations that get you down, I’d suggest journaling it out. Why are you in those situations? Are you drawn in (thereby acting as your own crazymaker)? Are you required to be there because of a job? If your job is constantly a toxic environment, I’d suggest you get out if you can. Can you avoid these situations? If you can, do so. If you can’t, be clear with your boundaries and don’t allow others to trample them. Journal. Journal. Journal. I really can’t say that enough.

One last thing… about journaling and crazy-makers. If you journal daily, at least 3 pages, your champions and crazymakers will become apparent. You won’t really have to do much more self-examination to be crystal clear on just who they are.

Know what else? You deserve to soar. You deserve to be cheered on!


~Robyn Lindsey, Empowerment and Grief Coach



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For more on "Emotional Vampires," you may want to check out our post from November 5, 2009:










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Monday, October 15, 2012

Tuesday's Trust - "We're All Just... Walking Each Other Home"





Tuesday's Trust 

"We're All Just...

Walking Each Other Home"







Poem inspired by the sentiment above:


"We're all just…
walking each other Home."



Alone on this earth, we're walking a while...
We meet each other amidst our traumas laid bare,
Soon grieving together along many a mile,
Sharing our tears, extending our care.

Many around us can't handle our pain...
Losing a child? They can't fathom the loss:
Can't we move on? What does crying gain?
We soon realize only we bear Grief's unbearable cross.

Why should they understand our hearts have dropped out?
So we turn to one another, and risk reaching out…
Met with compassion, understanding and love,
Along with our Companion who attends from Above,

We still shed our tears, we find comfort there,
Until we rejoin our child when we meet Jesus in the air.
God knows our pain; He too lost a Child;
He knows such loss, on earth can't be reconciled…

So He sends special ones nearby to render His love
As He holds our babies, safely nurtured Above:
We share in our talking, each cried out moan,
While "we're all just walking… each other Home."











Picture ~contributed by Tom Zuba via New Mexico Lightworkers
Poem - "We're All Just Walking Each Other Home" - Angie Bennett Prince - 10/15/2012

Tuesday, May 29, 2012

Tuesday's Trust - Telling Our Story: Our Truth versus Their Denial







Tuesday's Trust

Telling Our Story: 

Our Truth versus Their Denial



How is it we face Death's reality
When others march illusively along,
And yet when we face our mortality,
By admitting our weakness, we are strong?

In a single blow, Death shattered our illusions,
For we abruptly learned a child could die,
But others still cling to their delusions
And beg us ~ by their denial ~ to lie:

"Tell us you've not been thrown in Hell's pit,
Daily grieving the loss of your child;
Buck up! Cheer up! For I cannot bear it!
Your broken heart makes me see Satan's wiles…
It unleashes upon me some hell on earth
To see a mother can be parted from her child
When with empty arms, she questions her worth
And cannot function in this world for such a long while."

But we ~ we who by Death have been vilely robbed…
Cling to our truth ~ "Yes! Our child has died,
Wrenching our hearts till we sob and sob.
 Our LOVE is too large to succumb to your lie;
We can no longer 'play pretend'
When life as we knew it has come to an end!"

And yet I observe a transformation
As we daily face the Truth that stopped our life:
Our tears call down Comfort ~God's restoration~
Love carries us in our grief as with Death we strive.

Love embraces the love in this mother's heart;
His tears with mine start to co-mingle.
For love of my child, He did His own part:
He gave up His child, His single Son
Which unleashed enough of His tears to fill the River of Life
Empowering His Child and mine to end death's strife,
Both restored to His arms to live their everlasting life!

Embracing such Truth sets this mother free
Despite the fact that I still shed many-a-tear;
Love's comfort empow'rs me to live my life here,
While Love's death paved a way for my child and me
To live together with Love for all eternity!











Picture, thanks to Grieving Mother, K.G.
Poem - Telling Our Story: Our Truth versus Their Denial - Angie Bennett Prince - 5/28/2012