When Byron died I started reading about children’s grief, ways to help BJ cope and things that I could expect from him along the way. I wanted to make sure that I went about things the “right” way. And hoped to avoid any mistakes I could by finding what worked and didn’t work for others.
One of the things I noticed almost immediately were holes in my resources. There were tons of things for me. Articles, books, podcasts etc… but very few for BJ. I promised myself I’d do something about that later… when our lives got back to some resemblance of normalcy. Maybe it wouldn’t help BJ, but it could help other kids having to navigate the horrible road we were on.
But life happened… as it tends to do. We got busy living. B2 and BJ became more and more active and I could barely juggle that load. I couldn’t imagine adding something else.
I’ve been thinking a lot about purpose lately… for about the past year. And kept circling back to the same thing. I had a conversation with my best friend who affirmed some things and then picked up a book that affirmed it even more. So I started. And all of the ideas that had been jumbling around in my head the past 6 years came tumbling out. I’m excited…
And I hope to make more progress with my little project before life picks back up to warp speed again.