I'm literally sitting here with tears streaming down my face from the outpouring of care and kindness here. Your advice and words are invaluable to me right now, and I'm taking everything you've said to heart.
The good news is that I got out and went for an even longer walk yesterday. I didn't think I had an ounce of energy left but something propelled me forward and I felt so much better when I got home.
I'm eating consciously and well, and not forcing myself back into the gym too soon. I'll do what I can as I can, and I guess the rest will fall into place somehow. I'm letting myself cry and grieve and today I laughed genuinely and hard and it felt so, so good.
I've been blessed with an incredible support system of some of the most amazing friends anyone could ever ask for, and with you guys who have been so lovely and giving to a virtual stranger. It reminds me every day that there's a reason to get out of bed, even when all I want to do is pull a Rip Van Winkle.
To all of you who have experienced or are going through something similar, my heart goes out to you. I was talking to an acquaintance at work who also lost her dad recently, and she told me that even though it's a really crappy club to belong to, there's a lot of comfort in sharing with someone who genuinely understands. Please know that I'm always there for a PM or a shoulder, because I have so much empathy for your situations.
Thank you again. Your encouragement means the world to me.
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