Post Driva Malaise and the appearance of an unwanted guest.
It's easy to get caught up in the energy of a member drive and if you do it right it can buoy you and you can ride the wave to productive victory. I left work yesterday afternoon feeling pretty good, but I went home to have some quiet time. I unwound and as I sat ,there came the unmistakable tap of the unwanted guest. I shall call him Grief. He sat next to me in the quiet and pointed to the new hole in my heart. Another friend gone. So I cried. A friend gone two years. So I cried. These two amazing friends who shone like the sun in the way that they lived their lives in the face of their deaths and I am humbled. I cannot sit shiva for these two because seven days isn't enough time to come to terms with this mourning this grief. Grief is still here with me this morning, I just poured him some coffee to appease him. Grief takes his coffee black, strong and bitter. This morning I have no sweetness, I take my life cup the same. I sit shiva my own way.