I sat down and wrote this post late last night. I finished it and as I was fiddling with the finishing touches … poooooof it vanished! Clearly my computer thought it would make a yummy midnight snack! Agghhhhhhh how frustrating to have it vanish before my eyes! After a soothing cup of tea, I put my weary self to bed and decided to tackle it afresh today.
This past week has been a momentous one! It has been filled with celebration and reflection. Several friends have asked me how my ‘life day’ celebration went so I thought I would share my stories with you. But before I do that, I am going to digress for a moment and tell you where the ‘life day’ idea originated…
I still clearly remember sitting in a Counsellors office (she has since become one of my dearest and closest confidantes). On that specific day she had invited another Counsellor who has extensive experience in dealing with Trauma Survivors to join and impart into my life. I was approaching the first anniversary of the hijack and rape and wasn’t quite sure how best to approach and handle the associations, triggers and emotions that always arise at the time of an anniversary. My ideas ranged from lying under the duvet all day, crying and eating copious amounts of chocolate, to going into denial and trying to pretend it was just another day. Who was I kidding! Clearly these plans weren’t going to work! She gave me the suggestion that I should celebrate it, just like I would celebrate any other special occasion such as a birthday or Christmas.
At the time I was so totally taken aback at the idea of celebrating a trauma!!! At first, I thought she had lost the plot! I couldn’t quite connect having cupcakes and crying???!! But then it dawned on me… That is exactly what I would do! What a great way to celebrate the vastness of life and the victory of overcoming! She suggested that I do it every year, and that one day my husband and then even my children should know what ‘life day’ is and join me in celebrating it! As I reflect back to that session, I am reminded too of the beautiful prayers that went up.
This past week I celebrated my 3rd life day… and wow, what a celebration it was! My nearest and dearest circled around me and showered me with words of love, affirmation and kindness. I was given pressies, cards and beautifully handcrafted notes (I even got a slab of Lindt chocolate so perhaps I should have that duvet day and eat chocolate after all ). My heart felt so very blessed, acknowledged and loved! This life day was definitely one for the books. It wasn’t without pain or tears. (The idea of celebrating life day isn’t to diminish or sweep the past traumas under the carpet.) Life day acknowledges the pain but celebrates in the victory of life. Thank you to those who have journeyed with me, especially the past 3 years and even more so the past year. Your love and kindness are what contribute to my healing and restoration.
The road ahead is somewhat hazy as I don’t know exactly what it entails. I do know that I have a court case coming up that starts on the 29th of October. It’s due to last two weeks, and I am to appear in front of the accused (hopefully only once) and the high court judge. Up until now I have not seen the faces of the accused as I made a point of not looking at them (I was told that I would be shot if I did) So, they have been nameless and faceless but that is all about to change …Sjoe… I can’t say I am looking forward to it as it is a very frightening thing to go through and face. I really would appreciate your prayers and support.
I am wanting to have it behind me and have this chapter in my story finished so that God can start writing the next marvellous chapter. I am looking forward to seeing how God is going to glorify Himself in and through this, and I also look forward to seeing how beauty will come from this.
I have found a new band, Gungor. Oh how I love discovering new bands. I get a kick from it- I feel like Christopher Columbus probably felt when he ‘discovered’ America! Anyway, they sing a song called ‘Beautiful Things’ and I have it on repeat! The lyrics go something like this, “You make beautiful things out of the dust, You make beautiful things out of us”
One of my favourite bands, Mumford and Sons sing a song called, ‘After the Storm’ ,
“And there will come a time, you’ll see, with no more tears
And love will not break your heart but dismiss your fears
Get over your hill and see what you find there
With grace in your heart and flowers in your hair”
Martin Luther once said, “This life, therefore, is not righteousness, but growth in righteousness; not health, but healing; not being, but becoming; not rest but exercise. We are not yet finished, but it is going on. This is not the end, but it is the road. All does not gleam in glory, but all is being purified” I think this perfectly sums it all up for me! It is a process and it is a journey.
I look forward to sharing it with you!