The storm
- Charlotte Heathcote
- May 12, 2020
- 1 min read
Grieving during a pandemic is like
trying to surf
during a thunderstorm.
You thought you'd just learnt how to ride
before the storm hit
and now every wave
threatens to drown you
to pull you in beneath the deep blue
where you think it might be better after all.
But then, you find yourself gasping for air
and eventually you are
above water again
with the last second of life
in your body.
Hi Liz <3 I'm glad that you can relate to what I share. I have found it helpful to speak to other people bereaved by suicide because so many of our feelings are shared, but often so hard to communicate. Those sayings are very true. I hope that it feels as okay as it can getting through Lucy's birthday next week. It must be so hard and I will be thinking of you. Feel free to email me any time if you want to chat. Take care and look after yourself. xxx
Charlotte I love your site. Everything you write resonates so clearly with me. What you say and how you feel are actually totally normal for all of us bereaved by suicide. I think often it helps to know that. My friends and I always talk about things being “ normal in our abnormal world”. Another of my friend’s always say that being bereaved by suicide is “so bloody undemocratic” - you have no say whatsoever in it and yet are expected to live with the devastating consequences for the rest of your life. Lucy’s birthday is coming up next week. Her 4th away from me. The fact I can’t buy her a present and give her a hug. Or wat…