“When we discuss the ultra-sensitive topic that basically nobody knows enough about to solve the pending equation, we have to be wary of the suggestions we make — and how we publicly assess those who definitely don’t need extra pressure to navigate their way out of the ruggedly terrifying terrain.”
Thank you for making clear what so many of us who are desperately trying to navigate our way through the gravity and “dark night of the soul” experience, daily, from those around us who seemingly “know” much better than we do.
It is 9–7–18. My wife is now in hospice at home dying of a Glioblastoma (like John McCain) found on 3–9–18. So many people know much better than I do how I “should” respond, “what” I should be doing more or less of…endlessly.
Their assessments are often not helpful but create more stress and chaos. I am literally losing half of my family at one time. We also had to put down our 14 year old Aussie, Kellan on 4–9–18.
“Walk a mile in these shoes…” then feel free to assess me and what you assume that I feel, what my motivations are and ultimately what I am or am not doing enough of. I wish you well if your time to go through this ever comes knocking on your door. I’m sure you’ll do it better than I have.
Thank you for your shot of light in one of the “darkest nights of my soul.” You have my gratitude for your courageous expression and you have motivated me to no longer take people’s “assessments” and running commentary on everything that I can do more of and better. What they don’t consider is that the act of even getting out of bed these days is a courageous act that takes every ounce of whatever I have left to keep trying and keep showing up for my wife and all the minutiae that overwhelms me every second of every day.
