{"id":68,"date":"2018-06-20T21:03:00","date_gmt":"2018-06-20T21:03:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/cherylrostek.com\/index.php\/2018\/06\/20\/peel-back-the-junk-part-2-grief\/"},"modified":"2018-06-20T21:03:00","modified_gmt":"2018-06-20T21:03:00","slug":"peel-back-the-junk-part-2-grief","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/cherylrostek.com\/index.php\/2018\/06\/20\/peel-back-the-junk-part-2-grief\/","title":{"rendered":"Peel back the Junk \u2013 part 2: Grief"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><\/p>\n<div style=\"margin: 0px;\"><b><br \/><\/b><\/div>\n<p>As I peel back the junk of my life my grief takes a different form.<span style=\"margin: 0px;\">&nbsp; <\/span>My grief oozes to the surface as my armor of perfectionism, performance, and pride begin to crack.<span style=\"margin: 0px;\">&nbsp; <\/span>Our society doesn\u2019t like to grieve.<span style=\"margin: 0px;\">&nbsp; <\/span>From what I see it doesn\u2019t even know how to grieve well.<span style=\"margin: 0px;\">&nbsp; <\/span>Other cultures have protocols for grieving.<span style=\"margin: 0px;\">&nbsp; <\/span>Our society doesn\u2019t like to discuss the matter.<span style=\"margin: 0px;\">&nbsp; <\/span>My generation thinks it is invincible, death seems irrelevant.<span style=\"margin: 0px;\">&nbsp; <\/span>To be present in dying is awkward at best.<span style=\"margin: 0px;\">&nbsp; <\/span>So we wait until its thrust upon us and cope in quiet.<\/p>\n<div style=\"margin: 0px;\"><\/div>\n<p>During my cancer diagnosis my one dear friend made sure to let me know that no matter what she was going to be by my side, she surveyed the realities and let me know straight up that she was willing to go deep with me, even to the point of navigating death with me.<span style=\"margin: 0px;\">&nbsp; <\/span>I appreciated her willingness to express this; but it was not until later that I began to realize the value in her promise.<span style=\"margin: 0px;\">&nbsp; <\/span>Most people aren\u2019t willing to go there, to a place of deep grief faced head on.<\/p>\n<div style=\"margin: 0px;\"><\/div>\n<p>As I am thrust into all of my life realities grief takes different shapes.<span style=\"margin: 0px;\">&nbsp; <\/span>The overt grief over the loss of my future I had hoped and dreamed for is apparent and accepted by others.<span style=\"margin: 0px;\">&nbsp; <\/span>But as I begin to process the more subtle grief I realize the burdens others hold.<span style=\"margin: 0px;\">&nbsp; <\/span>In our society grief is not allowed to be called grief unless it is big and clear-cut.<span style=\"margin: 0px;\">&nbsp; <\/span>Conversations with friends regarding miscarriage have made this apparent.<span style=\"margin: 0px;\">&nbsp; <\/span>Miscarriage is so very common and yet still minimally talked about.<span style=\"margin: 0px;\">&nbsp; <\/span>Still many women do not feel validated about their grief over miscarriage.<span style=\"margin: 0px;\">&nbsp; <\/span>I had a miscarriage.<span style=\"margin: 0px;\">&nbsp; <\/span>Ryan did not grieve it.<span style=\"margin: 0px;\">&nbsp; <\/span>I did.<span style=\"margin: 0px;\">&nbsp; <\/span>It was an emotional upheaval of loss.<span style=\"margin: 0px;\">&nbsp; <\/span>What I see from this is that what causes me grief, may not cause you grief and vice versa.<span style=\"margin: 0px;\">&nbsp; <\/span>How I grieve will certainly differ from how you grieve.<span style=\"margin: 0px;\">&nbsp; <\/span>But grief is grief.<span style=\"margin: 0px;\">&nbsp; <\/span>If a circumstance, situation, or loss \u2013 no matter how small- is causing you to grieve, you are grieving.<span style=\"margin: 0px;\">&nbsp; <\/span>Grief does not need to meet criteria; there is no criteria for what causes grief.<span style=\"margin: 0px;\">&nbsp; <\/span>I want our society to peel back the fa\u00e7ade and give voice to grief when it is there.<span style=\"margin: 0px;\">&nbsp; <\/span>(How else can we love each other well?)<\/p>\n<div style=\"margin: 0px;\"><\/div>\n<p>I am grieving the loss of my career.<span style=\"margin: 0px;\">&nbsp; <\/span>It hit me sharply.<span style=\"margin: 0px;\">&nbsp; <\/span>I was surprised up until this point that I have not felt the loss of my profession.<span style=\"margin: 0px;\">&nbsp; <\/span>I thought I was just too busy with other matters and accepted right now it definitely wouldn\u2019t be healthy to be working, even if I was able to keep pace with the mental and physical demands (which I wouldn\u2019t be able to).(*1)<span style=\"margin: 0px;\">&nbsp; <\/span>Then I got an email.<span style=\"margin: 0px;\">&nbsp; <\/span>It was quite benign, but it was the tap on my back which pushed tumbling forward into grief.<span style=\"margin: 0px;\">&nbsp; <\/span>The email was simply a note indicating that my company would not be paying for my pharmacist malpractice insurance this year because it appeared I was not working.<span style=\"margin: 0px;\">&nbsp; <\/span>Reasonable. Accurate.<span style=\"margin: 0px;\">&nbsp; <\/span>I need malpractice insurance to have my pharmacist license.<span style=\"margin: 0px;\">&nbsp; <\/span>Absolutely I could pay for it myself.<span style=\"margin: 0px;\">&nbsp; <\/span>This wasn\u2019t really the issue.<span style=\"margin: 0px;\">&nbsp; <\/span>It was simply the rub. <span style=\"margin: 0px;\">&nbsp;<\/span>As I assessed my circumstance I decided that I will not be renewing my pharmacy license this year. (I have 5 years to return to practice with little difficulty).<span style=\"margin: 0px;\">&nbsp; <\/span>Then there I it read on the <st1:place><st1:placename>Pharmacist<\/st1:placename> <st1:placetype>College<\/st1:placetype><\/st1:place> website: Former pharmacists cannot use the title \u201cpharmacist\u201d.<span style=\"margin: 0px;\">&nbsp; <\/span>As of July 1 I am no longer a pharmacist.<span style=\"margin: 0px;\">&nbsp; <\/span>The profession I loved.<span style=\"margin: 0px;\">&nbsp; <\/span>The job I worked so hard to be qualified for.<span style=\"margin: 0px;\">&nbsp; <\/span>The patients I enjoyed caring for.<span style=\"margin: 0px;\">&nbsp; <\/span>The public I appreciated engaging with in this capacity.<span style=\"margin: 0px;\">&nbsp; <\/span>It\u2019s disappearing from my life and I grieve.<span style=\"margin: 0px;\">&nbsp; <\/span>I cried when I got that simple email that was anything but simple.<\/p>\n<div style=\"margin: 0px;\"><\/div>\n<p>Grief is like that. <span style=\"margin: 0px;\">&nbsp;<\/span>It\u2019s not simple.<span style=\"margin: 0px;\">&nbsp; <\/span>It\u2019s not clear-cut.<span style=\"margin: 0px;\">&nbsp; <\/span>But it is real.<span style=\"margin: 0px;\">&nbsp; <\/span>It has many faces.<span style=\"margin: 0px;\">&nbsp; <\/span>And certainly, to be human is to grieve.<span style=\"margin: 0px;\">&nbsp; <\/span>I have learned that when I grieve I can move forward.<span style=\"margin: 0px;\">&nbsp; <\/span>If I do not grieve, my wounds fester, life becomes stagnant because I cannot move forward. <\/p>\n<div style=\"margin: 0px;\"><\/div>\n<p>Jesus grieved.<span style=\"margin: 0px;\">&nbsp; <\/span>He cried at the death of his friend.<span style=\"margin: 0px;\">&nbsp; <\/span>Jesus grieved the anticipation of his own death.<span style=\"margin: 0px;\">&nbsp; <\/span>Jesus watched his mother grieve as he hung dying on the cross.<span style=\"margin: 0px;\">&nbsp; <\/span>Jesus was no stranger to grief.<span style=\"margin: 0px;\">&nbsp; <\/span>He understands.<span style=\"margin: 0px;\">&nbsp; <\/span>He holds us in our grief, reminding us this world will give us many troubles; but that he has overcome the world.<\/p>\n<div style=\"margin: 0px;\"><\/div>\n<p>My mom shared an anecdote she heard with me.<span style=\"margin: 0px;\">&nbsp; <\/span>It was fitting.<span style=\"margin: 0px;\">&nbsp; <\/span>It helped me see my circumstances in a new positive light.<span style=\"margin: 0px;\">&nbsp; <\/span>It\u2019s a \u201cstory\u201d of a woman setting off on a lovely vacation and adventure.<span style=\"margin: 0px;\">&nbsp; <\/span>She sets to go to <st1:city><st1:place>Paris<\/st1:place><\/st1:city>and experience the city of love.<span style=\"margin: 0px;\">&nbsp; <\/span>Where she ends up is <st1:city><st1:place>Holland<\/st1:place><\/st1:city> in the tulip fields.<span style=\"margin: 0px;\">&nbsp; <\/span>She is anger and upset that she has not landed where she had hoped.<span style=\"margin: 0px;\">&nbsp; <\/span>She doesn\u2019t enjoy this one bit!<span style=\"margin: 0px;\">&nbsp; <\/span>She wishes she was <st1:city><st1:place>Paris<\/st1:place><\/st1:city>, she cries for <st1:city><st1:place>Paris<\/st1:place><\/st1:city>, she dreams of <st1:city><st1:place>Paris<\/st1:place><\/st1:city>.<span style=\"margin: 0px;\">&nbsp; <\/span>It takes her a very good long while to grieve that she has not landed in <st1:city><st1:place>Paris<\/st1:place><\/st1:city>; but when she finally works through her grief she opens her eyes to the beauty of where she has ended up.<span style=\"margin: 0px;\">&nbsp; <\/span>It is not what she dreamed for, it is not what she hoped for; but it is beautiful. <\/p>\n<div style=\"margin: 0px;\"><\/div>\n<p>When I peel back the junk and when I open myself up to grieve and move past the grief the results are spectacular.<span style=\"margin: 0px;\">&nbsp; <\/span>I begin to see the beauty around me, in this life that I am actually living in, which is not the life I had envisioned.<span style=\"margin: 0px;\">&nbsp; <\/span>I wrote in my journal, \u201cI\u2019ve wound up not where I had set out for &#8212; <span style=\"margin: 0px;\">&nbsp;<\/span>I set out to be a working career mom of 2.<span style=\"margin: 0px;\">&nbsp; <\/span>I ended up mom of 3, stripped of my career.<span style=\"margin: 0px;\">&nbsp; <\/span>But it is good! Though it has taken time to see the goodness in it and I\u2019ve struggled to be okay with this, it is indeed good.<span style=\"margin: 0px;\">&nbsp; <\/span>Beauty finds me here, its just so different from what I expected, I didn\u2019t see it at first.\u201d<\/p>\n<div style=\"margin: 0px;\"><\/div>\n<p><\/p>\n<div style=\"margin: 0px;\"><\/div>\n<p>Oh let us be people who accept grief wherever she shows up, not asking her to fit criteria.<span style=\"margin: 0px;\">&nbsp; <\/span>Let us be people who are unafraid to grieve and to grieve together.<span style=\"margin: 0px;\">&nbsp; <\/span>Let us be people who let grief shape us into more human humans.<\/p>\n<div style=\"margin: 0px;\"><\/div>\n<p><\/p>\n<div style=\"margin: 0px;\"><span style=\"font-family: &quot;Times New Roman&quot;; font-size: 12pt; margin: 0px;\">Oh, let me throw off this sin that so easily entangles, let me run with perseverance, let me keep my eyes ever on Jesus.<span style=\"margin: 0px;\">&nbsp; <\/span>Jesus who sees me.<span style=\"margin: 0px;\">&nbsp; <\/span>Jesus who guides me.<span style=\"margin: 0px;\">&nbsp; <\/span>Jesus who grieves with me. Jesus who\u2019s waiting to grieve with you.&nbsp; Jesus who is full of goodness. (*2)<span style=\"margin: 0px;\">&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;<\/span><span style=\"margin: 0px;\">&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;<\/span><span style=\"margin: 0px;\">&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;<\/span><\/span><\/div>\n<div><span style=\"font-family: &quot;Times New Roman&quot;; font-size: 12pt; margin: 0px;\"><span style=\"margin: 0px;\"><br \/><\/span><\/span><\/div>\n<div><span style=\"font-family: &quot;Times New Roman&quot;; font-size: 12pt; margin: 0px;\"><span style=\"margin: 0px;\"><br \/><\/span><\/span><\/div>\n<div><span style=\"font-family: &quot;Times New Roman&quot;; font-size: 12pt; margin: 0px;\"><span style=\"margin: 0px;\"><br \/><\/span><\/span><\/div>\n<div><span style=\"font-family: &quot;Times New Roman&quot;; font-size: 12pt; margin: 0px;\"><span style=\"margin: 0px;\"> <\/p>\n<div style=\"margin: 0px;\">1)I do great at focusing on one task at a time with no pressure.<span style=\"margin: 0px;\"> So if you meet me in a quiet setting I probably seem completely like myself.&nbsp; But I fatigue so easy and <\/span>I\u2019ve had to even release my self-imposed pressure to complete the novel I am writing (which is SO close to being complete; I will get to it as I get to it) because it was not healthy for myself or for my family.<span style=\"margin: 0px;\">&nbsp; <\/span>I cannot go in multiple directions, it causes my circuits to overload and I shut down.<span style=\"margin: 0px;\">&nbsp; <\/span>I am grateful I can do unilateral tasks \u2013 writing with no \u201cdeadlines\u201d, running (which is actually mostly walking) with no race to attend, \u201cquiet\u201d social gatherings (I put quiet in quotations because quiet doesn\u2019t usually happen when the kids are there too; then it is \u201cmanaged\u201d social gatherings.), planning excursions one at a time (not a whole years worth always fluidly being planned in my brain like I used to)<\/div>\n<div style=\"margin: 0px;\"><\/div>\n<div style=\"margin: 0px;\">2) Hebrews 12:2<\/div>\n<p><\/span><\/span><b><\/b><\/div>\n<div style=\"margin: 0px;\"><b><\/b><i><\/i><u><\/u><sub><\/sub><sup><\/sup><strike><\/strike><\/div>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>As I peel back the junk of my life my grief takes a different form.&nbsp; 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