This is the second, and final, entry I’ll be sharing from my journaling I did after my wife’s death. It touches on something that many of us deal with. A tragic life event that causes us to reevaluate things and sometimes results in a sudden redirection of life. As was my case.
It’s sad that many of us are stuck in a life that doesn’t bring us happiness. One that does quite the opposite and drags us down to the point where we feel like we are spiraling out of control. Leaving us with a numb feeling that life is something that just happens. Something that we have to get through. Not something to enjoy.
I wrote the following 2 months after my wife’s death:
I was curious what network Breaking Bad was on, so I went to the official website and was reading some stuff. This is from the ‘about’ page:
“The series explores how a fatal diagnosis such as White’s releases a typical man from the daily concerns and constraints of normal society and follows his transformation from mild family man to a kingpin of the drug trade.”
I can say I somewhat relate to this. Not that I have a fatal diagnosis or have any desire to be a kingpin in the drug trade, but that the experience of the last year has made me realize many things about life. Things that I am sure I already knew, but had pushed waaaaay into the background cuz it was so easy to fall into a rut.
Now I understand how precious, and short, life is, and I wish to live it more fully. Thus my impending ‘move’ into smaller quarters, etc.
I’m not a particularly verbal person, so writing things down is cathartic for me.
And no, I won’t be sharing any of these new entries. 😉