My sister would have been 33 today. Amitriptyline, Oxycodone, and Methadone were the three drugs that were found at lethal levels in her body. There were many others at "prescription levels" which does not mean that they were prescribed to her. Sometimes I think we have made good progress since then. Sometimes not.
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I'm so sorry. What we call "progress" is really just the passage of time, and it does not go in a straight projectory.
My mother died on the Ides of March 22 years ago, but she was much older than 33. There is nothing that can make such a short life acceptable, but thankfully, she had J, who will have a much happier life.
*blowing a dandelion at you*
~piling green gummies and shocktarts at your feet~ I miss you, and I love you and I'm just feeling really glad right now that despite our lack of time to connect, we are still connected. Hope Spring is wonderful for you! ~hugs~
Thank you Susan. I will do everything I can to make sure that is true.
Ivy, I saw your news. Congratulations, lots of congratulations. Very happy for you.
Kels, thank you for this delicious mental image. Happy Spring to you too, and hope it's a good one. xx
Hugs.
As you may know by this point, I am a massage therapist. My work has given me the title of Ayurvedic healer, however, I'm a little uncomfortable with that since I only help facilitate people's own healing process. I encourage immune systems and guide bodies and consciousness in the right direction.
I digress. My point is that my guests will often share the most unmentionable tragedies or truly sad experiences with me. Their suppressed emotions, emotional residue, haunting memories, or demons will take them by surprise and bubble to the surface during a treatment. It used to make me feel uncomfortable because I never knew what to say in response. I don't feel uncomfortable anymore. I just hold that space for them. Sometimes, I fetch them a kleenex, sometimes we hug, sometimes I cry too. Sometimes they need reassurance, other times they just need to let something go.
Just want you to know that I hold that space for you, albeit from a distance. Thank you so much for sharing.
Thanks Jerry and Mr. Brown. Brown, what you describe as facilitating another's healing own processes is exactly what a true healer does, I think. There's little that can be done *to* someone else that is curative without action on their part. That space is exactly what I need, and I appreciate it.
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