![]() ![]() They are going to embrace it and they are going to get through it because that is what we do. When they say the phrase "embrace" "or I'm embracing." it means they are going to go through the motions of feeling the pain that is coming at them like the storm raging outside, but they are going to get through it, no matter what. "Embrace the suck" has been a positive affirmation that they are feeling pain, but they are still trying to see the hope and positive in a difficult time. The hope they have felt in the past few months has left me awe struck. My kids are some of my greatest examples and I have been in awe of how they have dealt with their fathers death in the past few months. We know what pain of death feels like, and we know what going from home to home feels like and we know what the pain of divorce feels like. But everyone's stories overlap in a way and we can empathize with each other in those overlaps. But I often tell the kids that although no one will ever have gone through what they have.no one will ever go through the same divorce we did, no one will ever loose a parent in the exact same way or circumstance that we did. When I lost my Dad, I was in my early thirties, and although I felt that i had lost him too early I found comfort in my own young children and knowing he had lived a good life. One of the hardest things about my children loosing a parent so young is trying to give them hope. if you have someone you are missing this holiday season as most of us do, I hope that this brings as much peace to you as it did to us. Once we all finished, she turned on the song and the meaning hit home for us. I told her that she had to wait until I had my last bite of food so I wouldn't cry and not end up eating. After church, my oldest came home in a fit of tears.Īnytime any one of us asked how the other was doing the response was "definetely an embracing the suck day, just trying to get through it."Īfter we ate dinner, my oldest asked for us to turn on a song that had a lot of meaning to her. ![]() He didn't come back and my daughter and I left to take him home. While the storm raged outside we tried to go to church, but my son ended up leaving part way through to dissolve in a fit of tears in the car. I would never get that chance and am still in the process of trying to accept that. And while I had come to accept that we would have never worked out and the things he had done to the kids and myself would never allow us to get back together in this life, I NEVER stopped hoping and praying that my prayers on his behalf would be answered while we still had time here on earth. My ex never had enough time here to fix things. I just kept saying over and over that they had been through too much, how could God ask them to go through more? It wasn't okay. He nodded, took me into his arms and didn't say anything. To see the hurt etched in their faces and the tears welling up in their eyes knowing there is NOTHING you can ever do as a parent to dull that pain. That NOTHING is worse than seeing your kids go through something like this. I went downstairs and blurted out to my boyfriend that it wasn't fair and I couldn't stand to see the kids hurt that way. I left the room and took my time to softly cry. When my daughter hung the last ornament on the tree, I lost it. We were all numb and I could tell no one wanted to do this. Trying to be strong, I pitched in to help them, but it was no use. I knew that the kids were struggling as i saw them decorate their Dad's tree for his grave. And then he would quietly go about his chores, allowing me to tend to the kids or go back to mine. So he did the best thing he knew how to do.he just took me in a hug, or softly laid a kiss on my forehead and told me I was doing okay and the kids and I were going to be okay and he was there if I needed him. My poor boyfriend was trying to keep me in good spirits while helping with some house projects that needed to be done but he could quickly tell I was struggling and if one word was said to me I was going to collapse in a state of tears. Sunday quickly became an "embrace the suck" kind of a day. ![]() When we are struggling, we stop to ask each other, "are you doing okay?" I'm not sure who or when the phrase "embrace the suck" came about but it happened awhile ago and seems to be the general phrase used when our family is having a tough day and that impending storm comes in with trumpets blaring. And while we know the storm won't last long, it's a definite sign that the day will be long and will be very dark. ![]() There are days we desperately try to hold on to whatever shred of sun we can, but we can see that wall of clouds and darkness coming towards us. This picture definetely sums up our life right now. ![]()
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