depression

Do you ever have drama in YOUR family?? I would not be surprised- there seems to always be that ONE person at least that seems to create some shift in the family dynamics. Well, my family is not any different. I have two brothers, both older than me, but sometimes you might not know it. My one brother seems to be the drama-loving one. He is charming and funny and has a great personality. He can be a really nice guy- but he tends to be the one who also knows how to manipulate or create the drama in my family of origin. The drama-llama. 

Recently, I had to travel to take care of some family property. The drama came unexpectedly. Well, it was in some ways expected. Just drama never is what you anticipate. I won't go into my family dealings here but I say this to point out that drama and ultimately the STRESS of the situation was quite large. Disappointing. Hurtful. 

Luckily it is not in my nature to retaliate with negativity but I always attempt to reach out in love. Setting boundaries and responding with love takes a lot of practice but I have had a lot of opportunities in my life to practice being firm but loving. I admit that I am not always flawless in this area, but I certainly know that I need to step back, out of the negativity and be thoughtful about my response. Oh, and ALLLLLLL the oils. Yes. 

The oils that have helped me in times of stress to support my emotions and my body systems are super important. I had my grief roller ball with me on this trip, as well as Valor, which is not only a powerful oil (and also called the "unicorn oil") but the definition of Valor is "great courage in the face of danger, especially in battle." Do you also think WARRIOR??? Man. 

Valor supports the body by promoting feelings of strength, helping the body be in balance, empowers self-confidence, and is emotionally balancing, supporting the body with ANXIETY, DEPRESSION, EMOTIONAL TRAUMA and ANGER, as well as being helpful with calming properties, reducing tension headaches and joint pain. This oil is a great one to bring to your chiropractic or massage appointment! Not to mention the other cool properties, like it reportedly helps relieves snoring (any one struggling with their husband in this area????) and aids in focus and attention.

-Rosewood which purifies and supports a healthy immune system. It is emotionally grounding. 

-Spruce which opens and releases emotional blocks

-Blue Tansy which supports healthy muscular and lymphatic systems as well as combating anger. 

-Frankincense stimulates the limbic part of the brain, elevating the mind and overcoming occasional stress and despair. 

Does this oil seem to you that EVERYONE could benefit from this special oil?? 

Valor is amazing. It is one of my FAVORITES! It is a blue oil and you can tell that is is special. Can you see why? Now if only we can send the drama-llamas to bath in Valor.... 

Ever since I lost my mom, just barely over 2 weeks ago, it has been a struggle trying to find a new normal. The daily oils that are required to avoid anxiety symptoms. The supplements to help sleep (thank you Jesus that the sleep is not horrible despite all that is happening). The alone-ness that I feel, not having many who "get" it. 

People offer their condolences but really do not know what to do. They offer help but I often feel that it is a blanket statement that we say when we don't know what to say. It is a "nice" thing to offer but the heart is not there. You know, like when people ask "How are you?" and we answer "Fine." We generally don't say anything different, even though we are often NOT fine. That is the impression that I have about people who offer help in this time. It is something you ask or say, but the follow through is poor. And, do we say what we really need? I often do not say what I need in these times, feeling that it is not worth my asking. Sad, but true. That is not how we "should" be but unfortunately, that is often the reality in our culture. 

This past week was intense. Adulting and parenting without my husband was hard this week as he was out of town for work. It was the most miserable time ever. That is not an exaggeration- The only harder time I felt that I was struggling to this degree was when I went through a very challenging, toxic, heartbreaking divorce. My emotions were hit hard and I felt alone. This week was the same on so many levels. It took everything in me that I could muster to do the daily tasks, between my job and caring for my children. I reached out to people, but no one checked on me. No one offered support. It was a dark, dark week. 

This week is slightly better. Just having my husband home feels nice, although he struggles to know how to best support me in this time of grieving. He struggles with understanding the emotional pieces that I am wrestling with. He struggles to understand the somatic ties that impact my body. He just does not know how it all plays into my overall well being. Let's face it- females and males are just wired differently. We know that is true! He tries and he is supportive in many other ways that helps me function better. Just parenting together is a huge support that I did not have last week. 

Last week, I think the reality of not being able to call my mom started to become reality. My breathing mirroring hers in my anxiety brought up the memories of her last days when her breathing became more labored. Missing my mom's sense of humor and my mom's kind heart. Knowing the holidays are coming and she was planning to be with us for Thanksgiving this year. All these pieces and then some were brought up this week and the floodgates opened. My eyes were drippy and it was hard to hold back. I wanted to be held. I wanted a friend to sit with me. Comfort me. Talk to me. Support me. I wanted someone to bring me a meal or invite us to eat with them, as the energy of making meals and dishes and the day to day things were too much. Depression and sadness were strong. 

I used my "grief" roller ball at LEAST 10 times each day. And my "sleep" roller ball at night. My digestive supports to help me in my days and different oils to highlight my emotional needs, like "joy" and "clarity" to help me focus and feel just a tiny bit more alive. They were strong enough to help me through, giving me just enough to get through and support my systems so I could keep going on. My aching heart is still aching. I know the ache will not fade for a long, long time. It has been 7 1/2 years since my dad passed away and I still have hard days. For some reason, this time is seems harder. 

Maybe I was closer to my mom. Or grew to appreciate her more as I have grown up in the past few years. Or have looked to her more as a mother, to continue to teach me in my adulting and mother role. Asking her how to cook things or how to manage teenage behaviors. Maybe it was that I was farther away from her in the past few years and I appreciated her presence more when we were together. Maybe it was that she is mom, and carried me in her womb. The connection with a child is different when you carry them. I know that in my heart. There were some not so perfect moments as well, of course. We are human. There are pieces of disappointment and hurt and challenges in all relationships. 

Or maybe it was in part that she is my last parent. I now am an orphan. Parentless. There is a different level of feeling alone when you don't have either parent to turn to. 

The heart run deeps and the grief is large and consuming. I am grateful in knowing that my parents are in Heaven, together and dancing with Jesus. I am grateful that I have positive memories with both of them, and a husband and children to enjoy in this life. I am grateful for my relationship with Jesus and him meeting me in my grief and brokenness, no matter the depth. I am grateful for the knowledge that I have and the tools that I have to help support me when no one else will or can. I am grateful for this life given, even in my heartache and moments of depression and struggles to survive in the dark times. I am grateful for the light ahead, knowing that there are peaks and valleys and I will not be in this place forever.