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Reblogged from December 22, 2015
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Howdy all! And thank you for your participation in The Sandbox Writing Challenge last week. Did you find that a little hard? If so, tell us in the comments!
This week we’re going to get a little serious again. We all go through tough times in our lives. Some more so than others. Put your thinking caps on and sort through your experiences, then tell us…
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What is one of the worst emotional storms you’ve
weathered in your life?
As always, remember to include a link to this post on YOUR blog post. Or if your response isn’t overly long, feel free to leave it in the comment section below. If you would like to play with us and see the previous prompts, they’re listed in the menu at the top of the blog in The Sandbox Writing Challenge. But please feel free to just jump in wherever we are at the moment! After all, the prompts are really for YOU to get to know YOURSELF. So man your lifeboat and take us on your journey…
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Fimnora’s post (Quantum Hermit) — Helpless
Metalflowermaker’s post (Amanuensis Sobriquet-Reverie) — A response, really depressing
Cheryl’s post (Impromptu Promptlings) — Learning to balance life when your physical balance sucks!
Raili’s post (soulgifts – Telling Tales) When Fear Hits
Linda’s post (Spiritual Dragonfly) — Weathering the Storms of My Life
Shannon’s post (Survival Skills) — June 8, 2002
Willow’s post (Willow Poetry) — The Sandbox Writing Challenge 2018 — Exercise 17
Ivor’s post (Ivor.Plumber/Poet) — Stroke, And Who’s Left To Row The Boat?
Jeanne’s response (Doodle T: A LIFESTYLE BLOG FOR FINDING MAGIC EVERY DAY!) — see Jeanne’s comment below.
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Do you have anything that you’ve just not talked to anyone about? Like not a single soul. I do. Sometimes I think some things are left buried. But then threads poke their way through the mud and annoyingly surface to consciousness.
I think I might combine the empty chair with this exercise. It might do me good, but I don’t think it’ll ever be published – unless I can include it in my writing elsewhere. It could actually turn it into something positive if I try to do something creative with it. I’ll try a tentative experiment.
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The adoption one is a biggie, isn’t it! For us, of course, it was the whole 15 year emotional rollercoaster journey and of finally having the privilege of being able to raise our two sons.
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Yeah it was a biggie, but it never felt life threatening to me. The two instances I can think of both felt that way for me. But the adoption was sure as heck stressful. Did you guys have to advertise the boys for adoption in country in the papers there before you could move forward?
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Did I misread the challenge? I don’t recall seeing the word life threatening ? I have no idea whether the adoption was in the local papers as the agent we went through dealt with all of that. I expect not though. Marc was abandoned at birth. Christopher’s birth mother signed papers releasing him for adoption.
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No, that wasn’t part of the challenge. It’s just that there have been two major things in our life that felt that one. One I wrote about last year. The other one is more recent. So when compared to other complications we’ve had in our life, these two things stand out as the greatest disasters,
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I feel like I have already completed this one and written about it numerous times, in different forms, and different ways. I promise I am not being lazy- pinky swear, but I will just leave a link if I can in the comment box, then I can feel like I have completed the challenge: https://griefsite.wordpress.com/2016/04/27/june-08-2002/ .
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LOL Yeah, girlfriend. I’d say you’ve more than got this one covered! 😀
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How can I compare one storm to another? Discovering my son was a heroin addict – finding out a few months later that my daughter had also succumbed to the drug. The years of struggle, of hope constantly cut down by grief. It has been tough, but the first thing I thought of when I read this challenge, was the sudden death of my daughter’s partner when she was seven months pregnant. I supported her through it, day and night. I took months away from the business to be with her. I never knew how much I loved him, until he died, but Claire’s grief was the greater. I woke up every day feeling as if I would break from heartache, but I had to hold it together for Claire. I felt like a failure because I couldn’t take her pain away.
I’d write a post about it, but I can’t describe how it felt. I know – because I’ve tried before.
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Such a nightmarish trauma for you Jane. There are no words that compare sometimes to pain we have experienced. You did what you could for them both.
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I think you just did, my dear friend… ❤ {{{Jane}}}
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Good point 🙂
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I do hope my post is not too long….thank you for this challenge.
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Hi Calen, here’s my submission, for Challenge #17. Hope you find it emotionally charged, hehe, I cried all the way through while trying to write the words, and I’m not even sure if it reads any good, my glasses are still quite smudged and blurry. I’d never written a story about my Stroke before, so for me it was quite an experimental choice to do.
https://ivors20.wordpress.com/2018/05/02/what-is-one-of-the-worst-emotional-storms-youve-weathered-in-your-life/
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I hope you don’t mind that I reblogged it, Ivor. It was too poignant not to. 🙂 ❤
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That’s totally OK Calen, I’m so pleased you thought my words worthy enough
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I really just love it when a writer connects so emotionally with their reads. You do that so often, Ivor.
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At first blush I thought my divorce. Which was tough but I came out stronger and on a much better path. So no to the divorce. Then I thought the illness of my child. The fear and anxiety of not knowing what was wrong was horrid but coming through it has made me a better person, us a stronger couple and together a stellar family. So no to illness. That leaves a failed adoption. Having the birth mother take back her 6 month old baby claiming she never intended to go through with the adoption. For 6 months I refused to enter the nursery and was adamant about removing any items from the nursery (even the sheets on the crib) just in case the birth mom changed her mind. But even with that, looking back, it made me stronger and wiser. Which I think is what having emotional stress in life is all about.
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That is such a great observation, Jeanne. Truthfully I hadn’t looked at it that way. Going to have to ponder that while I try to answer this. Thank you so much for sharing that. Such a great perspective! ❤
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My goodness, having an adopted child taken back and away from you is a nightmare. This is heartbreaking. Happy that you have come out of it wiser and stronger as a family. I love looking at the good things that do come out of our miserable challenges. They all look horrible, then we see the good that has come from it all. Does not take away the pain and the memories of it all though.
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No it doesn’t, does it… And sometimes when people through trivial comments at you like “time heals all wounds” instead of listening and sharing your emotions, it makes me want to smack them. I know I shouldn’t say that, but comments like that do so much more harm than good. I can get downright snippy about that kind of stuff.
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I will actually be happy to smack along with you. Most people who say that are used to ignoring their own pain, they just can’t even imagine what it is like, almost like saying, get over it…..smack, double smack.
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Used to ignoring their own pain.. You know, I hadn’t thought about that, Helene. Thanks for pointing that out. Will have to ponder on that for awhile.
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