I can’t quite wrap my mind and heart around the fact that it has only been 8 weeks since Len died.
Is it really only February 23rd?
It feels like I have been going through these difficult days for a very long time…
I can’t always find the words to explain what these 8 weeks have been like and I can’t quite describe what I anticipate the next 8 weeks to hold….
I know that I have had trouble returning to the gym…
I believe that the primary reason for that has been energy….
I seem to lack energy in these last 8 weeks…
I do know that grieving is hard work….
And so as I shared with a friend this week, I heard myself saying that it feels like I keep visiting the gymnasium for my soul….
I feel the ache of being stretched to new places in my heart….
I feel the challenge of learning to breathe through new routines…
I feel the tension of doing familiar things at a changed pace….
I feel the invitation to exercise new muscles…
I feel the embrace of fellow journeyers….
I hadn’t planned to be a frequent visitor to the gymnasium for my soul….
But I must say that after 8 weeks, I can feel some small changes taking shape….
I am thankful that I have learned the importance of spending time in the gymnasium for my soul….
And now to get back to the other gym!
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You describe it well and I am glad to read that you are thinking about going back to the physical gym….