I reflect on my learning opportunities this past 3 years. I know that I am a better professional as a result of the death of my first born. I am angered that it took such a significant event to push me to accomplish these task. I have spent a lot of time reflecting upon the experience and the truths that I have known in my head are much more real to me now. In the moment it appears to be a side track, a detour, a misstep. In time you have the opportunity for change, even though in the beginning you can't imagine anything of substance growing from the black hole of loss. I think the difference between knowledge and wisdom ...
Thank you accompanying me on my journey. I know that I have not allowed many of you to grieve with me. My path has been intensely personal and I don't enjoy sharing if I don't know what I am doing. It takes time for me to reflect and mull over, before I can throw out my thoughts. When that happens it is more in the context of a FB or blog post. If anything I say about my journey not make sense or stir in something deep in your soul, text me and lets go for coffee.
