It’s Thanksgiving Weekend here in Canada. I remember that first Thanksgiving after my husband left me. There was very little joy about it. I was supposed to have my family round for a meal, but ‘stuff’ happened and I couldn’t go through with it. Thankfully, Isobel came to my rescue and invited me and a friend to join her family celebration.
I don’t remember too many details from that day. I know the food and company were great, but I was still lost in that horrible fog of despair and was heartbroken at what had gone on between me and my kids. Continue reading →
I always thought I was a pretty solitary person, and that I didn’t have many friends. How wrong I was. They say ‘a friend in need is a friend indeed’ and when I was in need, they showed up. I can only hope that in future, I can be such a friend to others.
The following is a letter of thanks I sent to those amazing people who helped me through that first year. I’m posting it here for the following reasons.
During that year, there were countless nights (and days) when I was literally on my knees with grief. The pain was so great there were times I dreamed of going to sleep and never waking up. But there were good moments too – more than I realised until I wrote them down – and I survived. And you will too.
Friends and family were – and remain – crucial. They will be there for you. Accept their help.
An acquaintance read my letter. She had a friend going through something similar, and she said the examples I gave, suggested ways she could help her friend.