Finding Moments of Peace Within a Grieving Heart

At times it seems like the negative thoughts and sadness are taking a toll on me and I start to wonder if my mind and heart will ever find peace. Suddenly, I finally feel an unknown source of calm, I  relax into it and just let myself  “be.” Be in that moment of time where nothing can touch me, where I can forget for just a moment…

I appreciate these rare moments of peace in my shattered mind and body. I treat them as a time of meditation, stillness within myself. A replenishing I suppose. I have learned to take full advantage when they arrive. These moments have taught me the true meaning of being grateful for all I have and I am learning how to be aware, truly aware of the world around me and the spirit within me.

The reality is that even in moments of peace, noticing the beauty in my surroundings; the sky, a flower, another grandchild’s laugh, something is amiss. My new extreme emotional sensitivity makes it difficult to determine whether I’m feeling true joy, the overwhelming emotion of what I’m experiencing at that very moment or the underlying heartache that is ever-present. The picture gets blurred. Even beauty makes me weep.

There is a quote from a book that states, “Grief does not change you, it reveals you.” Truth. I am an emotionally fragile woman seeking peace and spirituality to calm my restless soul. Perhaps I was always this person, hidden behind the masks I wore. Always trying to please someone, trying to be funny. It was my facade while waiting to reveal my true self. This new me is not so bad, just more sensitive, emotional and definitely scared. Scared that something will happen to another loved one. I know I can’t live my life in fear but this is what happens after such a tragic loss especially the loss of a child.

I suspect grievers battle between remembering and forgetting.

I could never forget that Konnor came into this world. It is because of him that I begin to cry when I look at a glorious sunset on the lake that he will never see. It is him that I think about every time I see something so beautiful that it moves me or hear a song so sweet that I am moved to tears. To forget Konnor would be to dishonor him. To not remember that this sweet soul ever graced my life would destroy all that he was. Yet, in my stillness of peace, he is up there in the Heavens and somehow I feel him watching me. I breathe a little lighter still knowing this.

Again, remembering brings forth waves of grief. I will never see, hear or touch him again. It is not just the reality of his death, he had not yet begun to live. I struggle to remember the happy times. They were plenty of course, I am simply too broken to be able to laugh about him yet. It is the tragedy of his short life I continue to grieve. I know he was a happy kid, he was simply taken too soon.

So when I find a moment of peace, I breathe in and I breathe out. I raise my face to the sun, I feel it’s heat. I am without a thought in my mind. I feel the wind and listen to the trees rustling in the breeze. I feel my heart beating. I am going to be alright.

Moments of peace are not often provided for us. We have to make them for ourselves. Even when it seems like it’s impossible we must make time for ourselves to find space to breathe, regroup and feel somewhat rested again. Notice I did not say “normal” or “whole.” The reality of our new normal is without our loved one we will never truly feel normal or whole like we once did, yet we can come close.

I have to ask myself – are these moments of peace just a rest period for my mind and soul only to fight another day? Unfortunately in a grievers life, yes. Fighting against grief takes energy and strength and for this we need to have periods of rest. For that reason take your peaceful time when you can get it. Sleep, read, do what feeds your soul. Take a deep breath, count your blessings and know that your loved one is looking down on you too.

You know, I bet they are thinking their view from Heaven is just as beautiful.


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Grieving Grandmother to Konnor Mason who passed suddenly at eight years old on November 22, 2015. With this blog I hope to share my thoughts and feelings as I move forward through grief toward hope and healing.

2 thoughts on “Finding Moments of Peace Within a Grieving Heart

  1. As I was reading your grieve put into words I couldn’t keep my eyes dry. You speak for all us who grieve for a loved one. I too walk with grieve over me it’s my shadow and I’m learning to live with it. It can consume me and it takes me to where there is no light no warmth just darkness. Then I come up for air and rest till it hits me again.
    I’m so very very sorry for your pain. We have hope to you see each other in Haven.


    1. We do learn to live with it, as they say it becomes our “limp.” The ache in our heart is part of who we are. It will soften over time but I believe it will always be there just as the love we hold for our loved one.
      So sorry for your loss as well. 💕


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