I’m sorry for my silence here- I’ve written a lot, but have sadly neglected this space. Last night I began to do some research for the book, which involved checking a couple of dates. I thought I’d prepared myself for the task, but when I took the book down from the shelf, it became obvious that I hadn’t. Finding both old diary entries from when Chris was still alive and correspondence that I’d kept folded within the pages was a painful experience. I was lucky in some ways – it didn’t take me right back to that day, but encountering entries from the days when I anxiously awaited news caused physical pain. Luckily, I managed to work out the date I needed, and was able to continue working on the project. It’s remarkable to me that even five years on, something as everyday as looking through old diaries can trigger and take me back.
Are there triggers in your everyday life? What do you do to deal with them? Please feel free to share in the comments.
Wishing you peace and strength on your journeys,