A correction – Moving was the best thing for both of us

family , happiness , motivation , moving , personal

The Daily Score's avatarThe Daily Score

Changing ones living situation really does make all the difference in the world. Even though we have only been living in the new place for four nights, the impact has been drastic already. The other night, coming home from work, making a cup of tea and helping in the fixing of dinner, followed by some light cleaning, a little relaxation, some yoga and then reading in bed was just so much more calming, and relaxing than any night I can remember in months that wasn’t when I was on vacation.

The idea to relocate was not my own, it was my wife’s, and I am very grateful for that. We were both increasingly unhappy with the situation we were in, becoming more and more frustrated by the day. Something had to give, and finally it did. If I was living in the prior place on my own, I likely would…

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Words that hurt

bereavement , death , grief , meaning , mourning , purpose , soulmates , widowed

Hayley's avatarrichwalks

Words that hurt: happiness, joy.

Phrases that hurt: ‘Rich would want you to be happy’, ‘I hope you’re enjoying…’, ‘May you find peace’, ‘this will help you heal’, ‘try and find something to smile about today’.

Phrases that help: ‘tell me about Rich’, ‘don’t hold it in’, ‘just be you’, ‘you are hurting’, ‘I wish I’d known him’.

And the best way to ask after someone experiencing profound bereavement? – ‘how is today?’ If you ask ‘how are you?’, then frankly you’re not really thinking about the person in front of you or at the other end of the phone. How the f*** do you think I am? Is the way we want to respond. But instead, of late, I just don’t bother responding at all. Because if they can’t imagine what the devastation of loss like this might feel like, and I haven’t got the energy to explain, even…

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Listening isn’t enough.

adjusting, family, listening, personal growth, receiving, support, therapy

Kaylee Gonzales's avatarChasing My Dreams


After rescheduling my therapist appointment due to illness and weather multiple times for over a month, I finally went to see her yesterday. Husband went with me after work so that we were able to window shop for his AR and my 9mm before dinner with some friends and enjoy a nice double date. He asked if I wanted him to come into the room with me and I thought why not, I have nothing to hide and nothing I say today he won’t have heard before. It was wonderful. Let me reiterate that, WONDERFUL.

My therapist let him know that coming into the room meant he was a part of it and not just there. We spoke about my original reason for beginning sessions with her, the miscarriages and the medication. We then moved on to my “homework” from the last session and my progress, triggers, stressors, and all…

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