From where I sit, it's easy to think too much and find my day to day happiness in others.
I'm not working full-time and I have no kids to take care of. So here I am stuck with my own thoughts and needs.
The event of a tragedy changes everything. It changes the way you live, the way you operate, the way you think about your life, about yourself, about others and it really changes the way people interact with me. We are the ones it happened to, the ones who are different now because of some horrid event.
So because it's all screwed up on both ends, I get livid when people go on with their lives and forget about us. Insert my own little temper tantrum, thought I of course logically know people don't mean it, they just have lives to lead.
There are so many people that I've reached out to in hopes that they will have us over for dinner, or maybe call to hang out, but they don't. No emails, no texts, no calls. I'm left isolated in my grief.
Besides our loving family, we've only had 1 couple reach out to us and have us over for dinner in the 6 months since losing our son.
I want to send out this memo: Yes, we had something tragic happen to us, but we're okay. We survived it and are in special need of being surrounded by friends and family for at least one year. Please don't hesitate to have us over for dinner, invite us out for a fun event and of course, do NOT be afraid to talk to us about what happened! It's on our brains all the time anyways, so being able to talk about it with you tells us that you care and allows us to keep moving forward with the friendship.
Isolation + Grief = Insanity
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