When I was in Cuba, I wrote every day in these three little books. The black ones are Moleskines I bought in Pennsylvania a few days before I flew to Cuba. (They came in a pack of three for $7.) I used the one on the right to scribble random notes and keep a record of money I’d spent, the left one to document the day in paragraphs after reviewing my scribble book. I wrote letters to David in the tall book. I used to write monthly letters to David on this website, but as of 2007 I’m taking them offline and handwriting them in this book.
Tonight was my first session in a 10-week grief support group program. I must say, after a full day’s work those two hours are draining. Although I’m feeling better in 2007, losing David is still foremost in my daily thoughts and the situation is no less difficult to talk about, but it makes it much easier to discuss the struggles in a room full of people who’ve also sustained major losses. There is a tacit understanding that no-one will pass judgement on what we say or feel it necessary to inject uplifting comments to fill awkward silences. People can cry freely without escaping into a bathroom stall or fighting that emotional response.
It will be an interesting journey, I’m sure, the next 10 weeks.
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