This is something I wrote for Facebook today, and by the end, I realized it should be a blog post. So, here it is:
I wonder why Facebook chooses certain “memories “, but this is one that I want to share from 2 years ago.
Two years ago today, my status on Facebook read: ??? Why am I still here???
Two years ago, well into the second year after the death of my beloved Donald, I wanted to die. I didn’t want to actually take my life because of the tremendous pain that my death, especially by suicide, would cause. But, I thought that death was preferable to life.
Two long years later, I still struggle with the aftermath of Donald Gwarjanski’s death. I still have tidal waves of grief that appear from nowhere. I am not scared of death. When it is my time, I will be ready. I no longer believe death is preferable to life.
I have times of peace. Actually, with my faith in Jesus Christ, I always had inner peace, even on the day my child was buried. But that is not the peace most people think of when they think of being at peace. I have good days. I have very bad days. I have days when I love the sunshine. I have days that I cannot get out of bed. I hate the “dark months” from November to March the most. I was diagnosed with Seasonal Affective Disorder long ago, and after Don’s death, it became overwhelming.
Life has changed. I will not say that it is better than it was before my son died. That would be a lie. I will say that it is better than it was the first year, and the second year. I may be crying as I write this but I am not crying with screams and gasps for air. These tears will always roll down my face when I think of Before And After, as will the crying that brings hear trending sobs with screams and gasps for air.
Donald is an only child. (I never refer to him in the past tense, for he is alive as long as those who loved him are alive.) Only children are special. All children are special, so maybe it is just a different kind of special. The thing that makes his status as an only child remarkable is that he made brothers and sisters of his own choosing.
Donald never asked me for a brother or sister because he had them, at first with his cousins and later with several very special young men and women. He left those people behind for me, as my children. One just had a baby this week. Congratulations! One couple is expecting a baby in December. I will love these babies as if they are my own grandchildren, as I will love the ones to come.
I still don’t know WHY I am here, as in what is the purpose God has for me, but I hope I can make a difference in at least one person’s life. I hope I can be of help to other parents who are grieving. I hope I can help anyone who is grieving.
I did not write this for sympathy, but as an encouraging word for those who struggle. I wrote it also to thank all of the people who have prayed for me and with me, and to thank the people who stand beside me with a shoulder to lean on. I will be there for you.
Kat
A Mother's Grief and Learning to Live Again 
Kat, you’re an angel and healer. For God doesn’t allow grief to enter our lives if it’s not going to glorify GOD in the end.
Psalm 126 : 5 what you sow in tears reaps much joy.
When you wrote the part that you were crying while writing this; you reminded me of when I wrote most of my books. Sometimes I still weep.
Big hugs going out your way. For your courage is to be envied.
Much love, light and blessings, Emma
Thank you Emma. It’s odd, sometimes I feel the words flow faster when the tears are flowing. I think that’s when I go with my feelings rather than worrying about each word. Love, peace and God bless you.
Kat
Exactly, that’s how it worked for me…it’s more powerful. I take advantage of praying when I’m in pain as well. Blessings, Emma
Kat, may I reblog this? I love what you wrote and the pictures that accompany your words. They speak for me, as well. God bless….Dale, Brandon’s Mom
Yes, Dale, please go ahead. I am glad you found that you could identify with my feelings. It’s good to hear from you again.
Katherine.. Keep writing.. You do well.. Much love to you..
Hi kat ,
You are one remarkable.lady ..I lost my son Dec 2014 that was the day my heart broke ..I really don’t know how to handle anything anymore .. He was killed by another driver speeding ,came from the wrong side of the road and hit my son and daughter I law head on .. my boy died instantly my daughter in law as life changing injuries ..I had there 4 babies for the first 5 months so I had to be mum and dad to them and hide my own feelings .. It goes to trial April this year so it’s going to be so hard to rake back over again
I have been absent from my writing for too long, and I am just now seeing comments. I’m so sorry for your loss. Are you finding ways to live with your pain? It’s very difficult. It’s been over 7 years for me and I still think of my son many times each day.