My community of grieving parents, I have your back. Exactly eight years today, when my only son was interred, I cried out in agony that my life had been thrown six feet under. Alas, over the years my Maker has seen me through because I placed my trust completely in Him. Today, I am in a good place to tell you to do the same in order to avoid going into darkened abyss of no return. Yes, many are in a dark place due to lack of support such as offered by Ehibam Griefshare Foundation.
Indeed the journey from bereavement to grief to mourning is no mean feat without listening ears and shoulders to cry on. It is a journey marked by physiological distress, separation anxiety, confusion, impulsive holding on to the past, apprehension and fear of the future. Eight years ago and for five years following, my life was bleak, void and without life. However, here I am today giving back love to humanity in my own little way that brings smile to my face daily.
Learn to bare your mind to a ready listener at every opportunity. I have learnt a big lesson in the past eight years. Grief can only be overcome through Jesus Christ. I am not unmindful of your belief system but can only share with you what works for me in this new journey of a lifetime. Only Jesus has the power to break the power of death associated with grief over the loss of a loss one. Unfortunately some have succumbed to this destructive power and I only want to encourage you to avoid this path.
To mark this 8th year memorial of my only son, I urge you to embrace your new “normal” life with renewed hope that ALL IS WELL WITH YOU.