This one’s for me more than you. My Jewish friends always tell me that disaster is lurking around every corner and therefore decide to be joyful whenever possible. Joy takes precedence before grief.
The lake, like my dog, has no idea what happens; their mission, like that of a nonprofit, is always the same.
I’m not sure who needs to hear this, but don’t ruin your sobriety over this.
Go to all your favorite places in your house, at work, and out in your world and touch the objects that remind yourself that nothing has changed and you’re okay. And my friends, you are not alone.
Interesting. My first class of jazz kids were heavily grieving this morning. Long discussion of how they felt. Then we made music. Very cathartic, so grief before joy. And music, sad or happy, is joy to make. I will be slamming a few beers and having a gummy. Then, as we basketball coaches say, “next play “, to not dwell on the last play but to focus on the future. My wife, who doesn’t like sports at all, will tell me when I’m frustrated or down, “next play”. It’ll be next play tomorrow and not tonight.
Thank you, Brian, sending you oodles of love