Some days all I want to do is reach out and hug everyone I know. Don’t worry…I won’t. I am a hugger, but I might creep out my entire team, including my boss. Although I’ve sung and cried in front of my team within the past three weeks, so it might not be that weird. I do not want to end up in HR, talking about appropriate behavior in the workplace.
Have you ever had those days where you can feel the hurt, the pain and the grief oozing from someone? You tiptoe around them, watching and waiting for the chance to show you care. I wonder if this is how my husband felt when I was in the throes of my postpartum depression. I struggle with saying something, anything. I do not want to intrude on their space, but I want them to know how much they are loved.
My heart hurts today for all my mama warrior friends who are struggling, for my husband who lost a colleague and friend, my mom, my mother-in-law, my sweet cousin, my coworker and my best friend. I wish I could have Harry Potter’s wand and make the suffering go away.
“Why can’t I save the world?”, I complained to a sweet friend this afternoon. She is kindness personified, and she too wants to save the world. Then I realized that I am doing my part by raising my little girls to be open, tolerant, kind and caring and so is she. I wish for my girls to know how they continue to heal me on a daily basis by their actions of love, kindness and comfort. I want to give that gift to my friends and family. I’m here, ready and waiting for whenever you need me. That is all we can ask for – connection and validation of our feelings.
If you are struggling, please know this. In the words of the lovely Lauren Hale of http://www.mypostpartumvoice.com/, “You are not alone. You are not to blame. You will get better.”