Hi Paula. Contact with you in the forum has caused a lot of reflection lately.
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I guess the trip just put me back several steps in my grief process
My mother told me when I was a little boy that "if I don't expect things I will be happy in life" Why did it take so long to realize what she was trying to say? Now that I know what she meant, I wish I could tell her I knew what she was trying to convey (BIG SIGH

not for this forum). I seemed to have gotten "want" & "expect" confused along the way though.
When I "expect" something and don't get it I feel angry and sad. I feel "let down" because my expectations were not met. I have found a sure fire way to set myself up for an emotional fall through expectations, and I only have myself to blame for it. It was my own doing...and I think it is also my undoing.
I "want" my babies back, and in a terribly perverse kind of way I actually "expect" them back because it seems that "expect" and "want" are now closely intertwined in my life due to some kind of psychological displacement.
I "expect" if I had them back I would relieve myself of this pain and all the feelings of unjust because they are gone. In my mind if I learned to live with the emptiness & pain of them not being here, of never being able to touch or hold them, that would be accepting it.
That is not accepting it!
If I could just make myself see that they had to move on and truly believe that was best for all concerned, I would then be "accepting it". Accepting to live with the pain of them gone is "not accepting it".
I talked of making myself "believe" that their passing was "best for all". I think I need to go to the beginning of the thought process and target my belief system in order to move forward and achieve "acceptance". We think & act on what we "believe" in. If I truly believed that all this was for the greater good I think it would go a long way in making life free of the endless woe of late. That would be "accepting it".
Its a lot to swallow though. I don't quite know how to make myself believe.....
I have to go.....I feel a sudden urge to chase my tail around again for a while.
Be well Paula.......