Friday, June 16, 2017

How to Love Someone Who is Grieving Their Child

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When someone you love has experienced the loss of a child, it's hard on everyone. They are engulfed in a sea of unbearable pain and grief and sorrow while you may be struggling to stand beside them, wondering what to say, what to do, and what they need. You love them dearly, but you don't really know what they are going through and you don't know what to do.

Maybe you're grieving too.
Maybe you're suffering as you witness their suffering.
Maybe you feel helpless.
Maybe you find yourself saying all the wrong things because you don't know what else to say.

Maybe you want to love them through this, but no one taught you how to do that.

It's ok.

Most of us don't really know how to navigate this thing called grief. They don't teach Grief 101 in high school (although, perhaps they should!).

In an ideal world, your heartbroken loved one would be able to say, "Here, this is what I need. This is how you can help me." Unfortunately, that's generally not how it works. They have been crushed by a devastating loss and, chances are, they're giving everything they have to simply get out of bed in the morning. Trying to articulate what they need and what kind of support they want probably feels next to impossible.

Fortunately, loving a grieving friend or family member isn't as complicated as it can seem. Generally, it's simply about being a compassionate and kind human.

First and foremost, show up. Be here.

Show up at their door. Run errands for them. Do their laundry. Make them meals and sit with them to ensure they eat (many times in early grief people lose their appetite and don't eat regularly). Lay on the bed and hold them while they cry.

Continue to show up for months or years - this is a lifetime loss and they will need you for a lifetime. Text them. Call them. Send cards. Remember birthdays and anniversaries of their child's life. Help them plan birthday parties and holiday remembrances and show up for death anniversaries. Mark them on your calendar so you don't forget - because they won't. And they won't forget those who show up for them.

You will likely say or do the wrong thing at some point. But if you are willing to keep showing up and work through the discomfort, that's what will matter. That's how you'll help.

Grief is not short lived. Nor is it linear or simple or logical.

Grieving a child takes a lifetime. We love our children for a lifetime and we will grieve them for a lifetime. Society likes to tell us that after a certain period of time, grief should be completed and we should be ready to find "closure" and "move on."

To be quite honest, if you buy into it that way of thinking, you will struggle to be able to support your loved one as long as they will need you to.

Your friend or family member will grieve far longer than you will want to hear about it or be around it. This is where they will need you to be patient and understanding.

Those who grieve their child(ren) will eventually find a way to live with that grief and that aching hole in their life, but they will never stop missing their child or longing to hold them. Birthdays and holidays and anniversary dates may be painful and challenging for the rest of their life.

When you find yourself tiring of their grief or wanting them to "get over it already," remember - they are far, far more exhausted and sick of grieving than you can even imagine. This is when they need you most to keep showing up.

While you might be struggling to know what to say, it's likely your loved one really wants someone who will listen.

Really, truly listen.

To their fears. To their grief. To their doubts and guilt and regrets and questioning. To the part of them that feels like they've failed their children. To their anger and their rage at the injustice of their children's lives being cut short. To the urges of grief that make them feel crazy and abnormal.

Let those you love simply talk with you and be heard without judgment or false optimism. Don't try to fix it or to help them feel something different - just listen.

Listen and when you want to object to something they are saying, or inject your own thoughts, stay silent and listen even more.

Listen and then simply tell them that you love them and you are here.

Here's the honest truth: For a while, your friend or family member isn't going to be a terribly great friend or family member.

They probably won't always show up for holiday celebrations or birthdays or fun outings. They'll probably forget your birthday and anniversary and other special occasions. They may not feel up to attending baby showers and children's birthdays or being around babies and kids at all (this particular thing might last for years).

In that first year after their child died especially, they will probably forget things you told them or make plans and either forget about them or cancel at the last minute because they couldn't get out of bed that day.

When you complain about every day matters like being tired or your child acting up or the annoying co-worker you can't stand, they may not engage in the conversation the way they used to or may tell you that you're overreacting. It's not hat they don't care about your difficulties, it's simply that what they've experienced is so overwhelmingly huge everything else feels small and meaningless in comparison.

So, when they can't be the friend or family member you remember or want them to be, forgive them. They're still learning how to navigate life after the entire landscape has changed - not unlike being dropped in a foreign land with no map and no way to communicate.

However long you may have known your loved one or how well you might have known them, be prepared to get to know them all over again.

The loss of a child changes us in irrevocable ways.

Your friend or family member isn't the person they once were and they will never fully be that person again. Grief has forged them into someone new.

Don't be surprised if they don't respond to things the way they once would have or if they suddenly aren't interested in things they used to love or if the beliefs about the world they used to hold so dear are ones they cannot abide by anymore.

No, they won't be the person you remember and loved so very much. Grief will change and morph them into someone new - and even that will change and morph again over time.

But don't give up on them too quickly. They may not be the person you knew, but you might really love the person they have or are becoming.

Take time to get to know the new post-loss them.

Finally, if you do nothing else, remember with them.

Help them remember their child through the years and comfort them with the knowledge that their child has not and will not be forgotten.

Share memories with them. Say their child's name. Remember their child birthday. Honor them on the holidays and for Mother's and Father's day. Donate in their child's name. Read articles like this one and discuss it with your friend or family member.

Give your loved on the gift of remembering their child. It's the greatest gift you can give.

And above all else, love them. Love them so deeply and openly and clearly they can't help but feel it radiating from you.

They need you and they need that love.

Love them fiercely.

Tuesday, June 13, 2017

Moving On Up

This week has been a lot of good stuff. Finals Monday and Tuesday.  Wednesday was the 8th grade trip for a National Harbor boat ride on the Spirit of Baltimore; lunch, dancing, and picture taking.

On Thursday was rehearsal and awards ceremony. Becca was nominated for the The Treuchet-Crumbaugh Citizenship Award which is giving to students who display an altruistic character, consistently helpful and is an "all around good student". The 8th grade teachers nominate students and then the faculty picks one boy and one girl. From the 400 8th graders, Becca was one of 37 kids nominated...Becca and her friend Jake WON the Citizenship Award. We were shocked and thrilled. Her reaction when she went to receive her award was priceless. It was an exceptional day celebrating her.

Friday was the day, Promotion Ceremony, Moving on Up to High School. Hard to believe we were going to have a freshman in high school. It would be a bittersweet day, but one of celebrating Becca. 

Wednesday, June 7, 2017

A Belated Birthday Party

It took a while to get a date down that would work for Becca and the wonderful Chai Lifeline volunteers we are close with, but finally we did, Sunday, June 4th. It was small but meaningful...4 volunteers, Becca, Brian and I went rollerskating. Well, some of us skated and the others watched. Rollerskating is hard work but lots of fun. We sang happy birthday,  had cup cakes and Becca got a few things to take to camp with her. When we were done, we went outside and did a balloon release wishing Ian a happy belated birthday. 

Sunday, June 4, 2017

A Photo and A Story

Every photo has a story behind it. Ian had many caregivers in his life, one of his first ones was Alyssa, his camp counselor from Camp Milldale. Alyssa was with Ian for 3 summers and would continue to visit and spend time with our family after she moved onto her teaching career. The other day I got an email from her with this amazing photo.  It brought back so many wonderful stories of their time I asked Alyssa if she was game to share the story behind  the photo. In Alyssa's words...

One of Ian's favorite games to play when I came to babysit or visit was doctor, and of course, he was the doctor. I knew exactly where you kept the doctor's kit in the basement because I was always immediately sent downstairs to get it when I walked in the door. In the earlier years, I would lie down on the couch and Ian would use the various tools to examine me or give me shots. I underwent at least 20 "surgeries" in his capable hands...or should I say maybe not so capable because at least once or twice he forgot to sew me back up or put my brain back :-) Later on when he was not as mobile, he would still boss me around, telling me which tools to hand him and what to do with them. Then it was my own fault if my brain got left out of my head ;p When I think about Ian, this is one of my favorite memories. 

Thanks for sharing Alyssa and putting a smile on our faces with this wonderful photo and story.

Friday, June 2, 2017

Memorial Plaque

A bronze plaque listing the name of the departed and those who have established the memorial is permanently affixed to the rear wall of the Sanctuary in alphabetical sequence. The bronze plaque also insures that the name will be listed on our website under heading of Perpetual Memorials, and the name is read at services on the actual day of the yahrzeit. In addition, newly established bronze memorial plaques will be dedicated on the second day of Shavuot

Thank you to my co-workers at Chizuk Amuno for purchasing this for us.
Approximately 3 weeks ago, Brian, Becca and I came up to the Sanctuary to hang Ian's plaque as we wanted to have a private moment when this was done. We did not feel we would be able to handle the service on Shavuot, however, Nana and Pop were able to attend and said the service was wonderful as was the sermon made by Rabbi Shulman. I asked Rabbi Shulman for a copy of his sermon so I could read it...wonderful it was. The basic premise of his sermon is that for every plaque which has been dedicated on Shavuot, they are a "one of a kind, unique people whose love and pride meant everything to us. Whose memories and lives continue to bless us with meaning and goodness. Memorial plaques represent the people who matter most in our lives. They are symbols of love. Signifying our loved ones and their lives, our memories and their legacies. All of which continue to have meaning for each of us."

Friday, May 26, 2017

Looking Good

Looking good on May 26, 2016. Came up on this day on Facebook.....missing him and holding onto the invisible string every single day. Ian I hope you are running around and getting into all sorts of trouble with all of our family and friends in Heaven.

Wednesday, May 24, 2017

Needs A Haircut

This popped up on my Facebook time line today....not only does he need a haircut but of course the tongue is out....LOL....Love and missing this little man.