Just when I thought I knew myself so well…
February 14, 2007 on 6:03 pm | In LMS | No Comments
I have a MySpace – okay, I have THREE MySpaces – for three different purposes.
I have my personal friend page and my business page, where I sell my products (www.myspace.com/boobease).The most recent page is the newest phase of my grieving process. I didn’t know it was, but [my higher power I choose for simplicity's sake to call] God led me to it. I have been compelled for the better part of the last four years to raise awareness that Leiomyosarcoma (the cancer that killed my daughter) exists. Because it is a rare cancer, it does not receive funding for research like the more common cancers do. Those of us who have been affected by this disease are driven to help find a cure.I suddenly became ready, about a month ago, to post my page. I called it “Leora’s Legacy”, and gave a little background and info. WOW- what a response the page has received!
Upon thinking about how I should have done this a long time ago, I realized that I was not ready before now. I spent the last few years sorting things out, and taking care of my little family, so we could heal. Hindsight being what it is, I am seeing how I have gone through this odyssey we call grief just as I was meant to. I have progressively risen to different levels of healing as I go. Of course, I would prefer to know I am doing this as I go, but for whatever reason, I guess I am not meant to know until I have moved through it.
When I posted the MySpace page (http://www.myspace.com/leoraslegacy) a floodgate was opened of others affected by this disease. People from everywhere are contacting me. LMS attacks only hundreds of people, but the ripple effect is enormous. Each one of those hundreds has many people who love them. I realized this is not a futile cause! Awareness is not hopeless!I’ve spent the last several weeks trying to analyze the intense emotions I have been feeling. At dinner the other night, Fran and I sat across the table from each other, and he asked me how my page was going. My eyes immediately welled up, and I felt as though I would burst. The best I could explain to him what was happening is that I feel this tremendous power inside of me. My body buzzes, and I feel so emotional. All of these people are reaching out to me, and I FEEL them. I feel their love, their strength, their fear & frustration, their anger, and their need to reach out to me as if I am their hope.
He asked me if this power was a good or bad thing. I told him I wasn’t sure, and that it scares me to death. He said, “Maybe it’s divine.”
I instantly knew what he meant. This man that I share my life with struggles with his own relationship with his own higher power, but I knew at that moment that underneath it all, he believes. He had probably made the most profound statement to me that I had ever heard.
I instantly knew what he meant. This man that I share my life with struggles with his own relationship with his own higher power, but I knew at that moment that underneath it all, he believes. He had probably made the most profound statement to me that I had ever heard.I am not a religious person. I am not a Christian. I am spiritual – VERY spiritual. I choose to call my universal power God in most circles, so everone can relate to who I am speaking of. I don’t believe that we have to believe in what anyone else tells us to. But I do think we have to believe in SOMETHING if we want to heal.
During this conversation with Fran, I knew right away that God was doing what God does best – working through other people. If God was sitting across from me, he would’ve said, “DUH!” It WAS divine. This power is something I have never experienced before. I feel a connection to the whole Universe in a way I never imagined. This “power” does not belong to me. It is coming through me. I blocked the flow at first, because it was so powerful that it frightened me. I am now making a conscious effort to let it flow. My mind is now calm, and all of the ideas I have been rolling around in my head are becoming complete.I am asking for guidance through this stage of healing. I didn’t realize how much I had stopped feeling until this hit me. Part of the trauma of losing my daughter, I’m sure must have caused certain parts of me to shut down somewhat. It wasn’t enough for anyone who knows me to notice. It wasn’t even enough for me to notice myself. In fact, I didn’t realize this until just now as I am writing this (ahhhh, the power of writing…) I have been just as loving and affectionate as always. I am still attentive, and open. All this time we all thought I was doing so well after I lost Leora, who would’ve known that I was so different on the inside? I was Me, only a different Me – but not THAT different.
This new rush of emotions has been quite overwhelming. Ever since Leora has been gone, I have been committed to helping others, whether it be grief support, fundraising, or anything related to the issues close to my heart. I have spent the last few years helping others heal from grief, especially those who had lost someone to cancer, and those who have lost children. What I stopped short of, however, was helping the people who were actually afflicted with the disease, or the children who were dying. I could volunteer for Make-A-Wish, but could not meet the Wish Kids. I could spread the word about LMS, but I could not become personal with the people who have the disease.
These things I “could not do” have turned out to be the things that are suddenly accelerating my healing. When I posted the page on MySpace, I was immediately befriended by people with this rare and cureless cancer, and their friends & families. I couldn’t help myself. I was compelled to love them back, and I can’t stop.
So how do we know when we are truly healing? Maybe it is when we are willing to risk it all and love someone we know we may lose, just because it would make life so much more empty if we didn’t do it. And that, as Fran said, must be divine.
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