Friday, 31 May 2013

It's been a while...

Well, hello there.  It's been a long while since I've posted.  A lot has happened since my last post, way back in November 2010.  Since then, I've been trying to do things more than write about things.  I've been eating more mindfully, and running more regularly.  I've managed to keep off almost all of the 40 pounds I lost through mindful and balanced intake of calories and output of engery.  I ran some 5K races, and a few 10Ks.  Life was good.

Then came the year of 2012.  It started off well, with a nice trip to a southern location, for some rest and relaxation, just as I was starting a new and exciting job.  My sister and I started training for a half marathon.   Then my mom got sick, and was hospitalized for a while.  Then she started to get better.  Then when she was feeling pretty good again, my dad got sick.  He got sicker.  Then in May of 2012 he committed suicide.  He was not able to see that there was any other way out of his suffering.  Life for the rest of us has not been the same since.  We are managing, we've adapted, as best we can.  Things are mostly ok, much of the time.  We have pulled together, and we are a strong family, stronger than I ever believed was possible.

I have had to face up to the fact of impermanence.  Nothing stays the same.  Everyone I love and am close to will die.  I will die.  I am one day closer to death as I write this, and so are all of you.  But that is ok.  Life and death go together.  Life can't happen without death.  They are both essential to each other.  Like the yin/yang symbol, there is always light in darkness, and always darkness in light.  This is a necessary condition for existence.  These are lessons I wish for no one, yet know everyone must experience for themselves, one day.  Maybe even today.  The poignancy of life/death is everywhere, all the time.

My dad was a renaissance man.  He was wise, and kind.  He was a good dad, a fun and interesting dad, who wouldn't hurt anyone or anything on purpose.  He was a teacher; he teaches me still.  I aspire to be a willing student.  I aspire to fully inhabit each moment of each day, in the knowledge that each of these moments is singular, and perfect.  Even in grief, each moment is full.  Fullness in the face of loss, contentment in the face of grief.  These possiblities give me some comfort, some of the time.  As does the sight of a lone yellow butterfly, flying with me as I run up my gravel driveway.  Hi Dad.  I miss you.


Eco Yogini said...

hi! I have missed your posts and am glad you're back!

Congratulations on eating well and running (yay a 10k!)

I'm so sorry for your loss, I can't even imagine what that must feel like. I haven't had immediate family members pass, but I've had friends and aunts, uncles (grandparents) and cousins pass and it is so hard.

Bev said...

So glad to see you back! Thank goodness for RSS feeds! I'm sorry to hear about the loss of your father and the difficult circumstances. I'd wondered where you'd got to, but so many bloggers seem to have dropped their blogging habit.

I always enjoyed your blogs, and I hope there will be more!


Theresa said...

Thank you for the very kind words! I am suprised that anyone even read this post, given how long I have been away from blogging. I'm very glad to know that both of you are still active in the blogosphere :) I hope to be around a bit more often, but life is highly unpredictable, I've learned. I do really enjoy the blogging outlet, though, and will probably jot down a thing or two, now that I've begun again. Thanks again for your kindness, it is a very healing thing :)