heartache

Recovering from heartbreak and it feels so good!

Grief is a tough part of life and one that we all experience at some point.  Although if you flip it, not experiencing grief would surely mean you've had nothing to lose. Which is worse right? Anyway, back to grief.  I've been there.

Six and a half months ago I waved goodbye to New York City after calling it home for five years. In retrospect I now realise living there was more than a dream, it was a love affair. Filled with excitement, liberation, intense joy, and that heady feeling that just makes you smile.  Yes I have completely romanticized it and there were disappointments at times too. Not many though!

Do you make sure to nourish your support network?

I know this better than most. Mainly because I’ve endured life changing, scary and gut wrenching medical challenges.  What you figure out in these times is who is really there for you. So there’s a blessing in that. The people that step up in these times are the real deal.  They are reliable. They will be there for you time and time again (no matter how big or small the challenge and amount of support needed).

I am very grateful (lucky) to have an enormous support network. I think of it as lots of mini support groups.  First there is my family, they are simply the most important people in my life (and my number one support group).  Then there are my best girl friends – I’ve talked about them here before. My work colleagues deserve a mention too. My tribes (blogged about here before) as well.  Finally there is the small but very strong group of male friends in my life.  Today I want to talk about them.