I cried re reading this again thanks to someone sharing it.. maybe all those feelings in my sister never had a chance to get dealt with and I am grateful I have the containment of therapy for that.. i keep writing about it all, repetitive as it is.. because this is my sister.. such a huge part of my life but golly her depression at times becomes so hard to separate myself from..
My sister and I spent 6 hours together today sharing a simple lunch. It’s hard to say that when she left I felt a weight being lifted, while she was here she was so so sad, there were no tears at all but it was all in her body sitting deep inside her like lead all unspoken and part of me felt like I was weighted under water the entire time. We spent a lot of time this afternoon after sharing lunch just sitting in silence, listening to the wind in the trees and I put on some healing music just to give a bit of soothing to the day. At stages I found tears silently falling down with the unspoken burden of it all. Calls came from both her sons and they were full of their day and Christmas news of food and presents but none of what…
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Emerging From The Dark Night 