Powerful Words in Painful Moments
For some, it is hard to express the pain and sorrow that comes with a tragic events. Sometimes, it even harder to find words that we can say to another to express what we feel inside. At other times, the thought of even trying to find those words take a back seat to the tasks and demands that are asked of us at such a time. Therefore, it takes time before the event becomes conceivable, managable, or even reality in our minds, as it may feel like a horrible nightmare that came from no where just waiting for us to wake up. In those times, if only focusing on loss and the upcoming battles, you can become ovewhelmed and loss the ability to invent the momentum that can propel one forward. Therefore, it becomes important to look at each and every small steps to progession and look over time at how far you truely have come, as this too becomes clouded in the day-to-day demands. In the beginning, even the smallest task may seem larger than oneself. However as time progresses, it becomes easier to add each small step together and even accomplish tasks larger than we ever thought possible.
Keeping a log or journal may be helpful in organizing thoughts, exploring feelings, and learning how to understand how tragedy affects each of us differently. Below is one writing that came out during a long hospital stay.
Keeping a log or journal may be helpful in organizing thoughts, exploring feelings, and learning how to understand how tragedy affects each of us differently. Below is one writing that came out during a long hospital stay.
What do you say in that moment…
By: Jamie R.
The words of a 5 year-old and his mother’s responses, shortly after the child suffered severe injuries to his face when he was mauled by the babysitter’s dog
I wasn’t your big boy…
In life there may come many times that you may want to hide or just want to be held with that special toy or blanket. I have times like that too. Its, because of you I know that youth should be cherished and that you have become so grown up in such a small amount of time.
I wasn’t brave…
You were brave, much braver than me. I just couldn’t let mine show. You have experienced many things I have never had to go through. But you, you did it and now I am braver because of you.
I wasn’t strong…
You were stronger than I have ever seen you. Being strong means doing your best and trying your hardest. You did that. I am now stronger because of you.
I wasn’t Courageous…
When you knew something was going to hurt you on the other side of the door, you still walked in. Because of you, I have so much more courage to face the unknown and the things that scare me.
But, I was bad…
You are a child with much room to learn and grow, this is understood. Therefore actions are not good or bad, but are learning experiences. Because of you, I see the good in all of us and in each situation as they could always happen much worse.
But, I was wrong…
You did the all the right things and no one will say otherwise. And along the way you continued to make all the right choices. Because of you, I realize that there are many right ways to do things and that your ideas and thoughts are so valuable.
But, I cried…
Your tears were there for me to wipe away. Those tears were unspoken, that gave me purpose and made me feel needed as I held you tight. Because of you, I know now that it is okay to cry.
But, I was a baby…
You are a big boy and nothing but boy with your bodily outbursts and spooky disgusting toys, never to be confused with a baby. It’s because of you that I had my baby back to hold if even for a short time.
But, I was weak…
You wouldn’t have been able to come this far if you were weak. Each day your mind and your body take time to heal. And each day you step back into the world waiting for what it has to offer. You stand up to the words said and the questions asked and in the process you teach others. Because of you, I see weakness seen in the eyes of one as strength in the eyes of many.
It was my fault…
You did only what a little boy would, therefore it is not your fault. Nor is it anyone else’s. Because of you I understand that it is no one’s fault and that sometimes things just happen.
I lost…
You won; if you had lost you wouldn’t be here in my arms. Without you I would have lost, because you’re here we’ve both won.
The words of a 5 year-old and his mother’s responses, shortly after the child suffered severe injuries to his face when he was mauled by the babysitter’s dog
I wasn’t your big boy…
In life there may come many times that you may want to hide or just want to be held with that special toy or blanket. I have times like that too. Its, because of you I know that youth should be cherished and that you have become so grown up in such a small amount of time.
I wasn’t brave…
You were brave, much braver than me. I just couldn’t let mine show. You have experienced many things I have never had to go through. But you, you did it and now I am braver because of you.
I wasn’t strong…
You were stronger than I have ever seen you. Being strong means doing your best and trying your hardest. You did that. I am now stronger because of you.
I wasn’t Courageous…
When you knew something was going to hurt you on the other side of the door, you still walked in. Because of you, I have so much more courage to face the unknown and the things that scare me.
But, I was bad…
You are a child with much room to learn and grow, this is understood. Therefore actions are not good or bad, but are learning experiences. Because of you, I see the good in all of us and in each situation as they could always happen much worse.
But, I was wrong…
You did the all the right things and no one will say otherwise. And along the way you continued to make all the right choices. Because of you, I realize that there are many right ways to do things and that your ideas and thoughts are so valuable.
But, I cried…
Your tears were there for me to wipe away. Those tears were unspoken, that gave me purpose and made me feel needed as I held you tight. Because of you, I know now that it is okay to cry.
But, I was a baby…
You are a big boy and nothing but boy with your bodily outbursts and spooky disgusting toys, never to be confused with a baby. It’s because of you that I had my baby back to hold if even for a short time.
But, I was weak…
You wouldn’t have been able to come this far if you were weak. Each day your mind and your body take time to heal. And each day you step back into the world waiting for what it has to offer. You stand up to the words said and the questions asked and in the process you teach others. Because of you, I see weakness seen in the eyes of one as strength in the eyes of many.
It was my fault…
You did only what a little boy would, therefore it is not your fault. Nor is it anyone else’s. Because of you I understand that it is no one’s fault and that sometimes things just happen.
I lost…
You won; if you had lost you wouldn’t be here in my arms. Without you I would have lost, because you’re here we’ve both won.