For me it's always afterwards that the grief sinks it's
claws in. The days following my brother's wedding were hard for me. My parents
generously paid for hotel rooms for us so I could see both them and my brother
as much as possible before I left the country again. I am not proud of the fact
I was not appreciative of this at first. I felt awkward accepting so much from
them when I give so little. I felt awkward staying in a place where up until
then all my memories included Jonathan and sadly I hated being served by
someone who could have been him fourteen years ago.
Despite all this I enjoyed my time there. I got to see my
in-laws and spend the whole afternoon and evening with my brother before I left.
I hadn't realised how much that would mean to me as we're not exactly close.
I'm too withdrawn and far away for us to be in daily of weekly contact but we
do care deeply for one another. Spending time with him and his wife so soon
after they were married was a true gift which was only possible due to my
mother persistence. I won't say much but I will say I made my mother unhappy
which I deeply regret. It is something I vowed not to do when I left for
Australia the last time and I regretted breaking that vow, especially when she
was trying so hard to be supportive. I was determined not to be so selfish and
yet here I was hurting the one person I could always rely on. She called me on
it and I apologised and since she is my mother she forgave me.
I mention this for two reasons. One I want to publically
acknowledge that my mother was right and that I was a spoilt brat and I am
deeply sorry I hurt her. The other is that she called me on it. She treated me
like a grown-up who has to take responsibility for her actions and that makes
me happy. No more am I treated as something fragile. Yes they know I hurt but
now I am strong enough to take responsibility for my actions and to have to
account for it when I do not.
As for the hotel, when we checked in it was full a place
full of memories I had never had to confront yet when I left it was just
another, not very great, hotel. I won't go back by choice but if I had to then
I could and it would just be another place we used to go like so many more that
already exist.
Well done Lyn xx
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