Finding joy can be extremely difficult to feel or find after grieving the loss of anything, especially something that was special to you. I am still getting over the fact that summer is over, I miss those beach and pool days bathing in the sunshine.
Grief, it can take all shapes and forms, some of which are out of our control. My Mom’s passing to cancer left it extremely hard to feel joy in anything, but as time went on, the joy was all around me. The thoughts, kindness, love, appreciation, gratitude that came with the loss of my Mom is indescribable. I felt it, I felt the joy when I turned on the news last week, survivors of Hurricane Harvey in Texas found the joy and love in their community; caring and kindness of strangers, even though all of their belongings are gone they were brought together by surviving as a community thriving on the love and thoughtfulness of strangers.
Life isn’t about merely surviving, making it to Friday, making it to the end of the day, getting by and getting through it. It’s how we get there that makes the difference. We can’t always control what is happening, but we can certainly control how we respond. Just like all of the people in Texas found joy in their community among a storm; supporting, helping others in need even though they couldn’t stop the storm, they found the joy.
Joy, search for the whispers of light, the gentle breeze, the joy is there even when we least expect it when we are not looking and start noticing.