I had surgery on Tuesday, and now I am in the healing process.
Healing is like grieving, you can’t hurry it.
Both are recovery processes.
Both trying to repair the body,
The mental body, the emotional body, the physical body, and the spiritual body.
We’ve been given the necessaries for this process,
And though we grow impatient,
they work, after a fashion.
Seeing it in others or helping them see it,
Doesn’t help much when it’s you that is healing.
Small steps, some backwards, some forwards,
Like the frog in the well: two forward, one backward.
Oh, how we take for granted the uninjured self.
When we’re whole our minds, hearts, bodies and spirits
Are involved with other things, not suspecting
What’s around the corner.
What is the good of trauma? It shakes me up, like an earthquake,
That allows rebuilding of fundamental structures,
Allows change to occur.
Things I thought were important, aren’t so important now.
Things I had forgotten were important, become important once again.
Grief and healing; healing and grief,
Once thought too painful,
Now seen as brief.
bless me father.
-Small town boy