In the few interviews I’ve given they always ask what my secret is to getting past the death of our son. I always seem to come up with something brilliant…after the interview is over.
So for the record my favorite piece of advise is to “own it”. But what does that look like?
Well, as of yesterday my publicity campaign was over. I knew it was coming. I thought I was ready, but realized pretty quickly I was grieving.
I had this wonderful young vibrant woman Katie working for, or really with me. And for twelve weeks we had a common goal. To get the word out about my book.
Also when I was hired to do an article for Woman’s Day, it was a total collaboration between her and I. We were joined at the hip for weeks.
As we shared not only grammar repairs but also the emotion that went with looking deeper into my soul than ever before. She was more than a publicity agent to me, she was my friend, my cheerleader…and my coach!
For some saying goodbye is ok. But when you’ve had a deep loss as loosing a child, one can very easily fall in the trap of a relapse. (Or realize there’s more healing to do).
So I followed my own advise and I owned it. I acknowledged I was grieving and went and got a carton Ben & Jerrys Cherry Garcia. (Joking).
While tempted to drown my sorrows in ice cream, I didn’t.
Because it’s all how we look at our circumstances. When we understand He will never leave us or forsake us, everything that happens can bring us to a deeper level of relying on Him.
It was hard to say goodbye to some really good times in the campaign. As I as picked up by almost twenty publications for different articles.
But when I realized it was more about Tim, my son who died, I could dig a little deeper. I prayed and said “I trust you Father” each time I felt sadness come upon me.
I was able to let it go. For if this is all there has been with this book. Than that’s enough.
I also was easy on myself and took a few days off. Yes, it’s been an amazing twelve weeks, but also pretty busy…I needed to just rest in Him.
But tomorrow…who knows where God will take me!
What emotions have you buried that comes up as events of the day?
Hugs,
Emily
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