I consider myself, Social Media savvy. I do the Twitter thing, I blog every day, I interact as a consultant, help with campaigns, I am an advocate for companies I love, I Facebook, I track Stats, I “Hash Tag”, in other words, I love me some Social Media.
But when a family tragedy arises, such as a death in the family, my life stops… both online and off. When I return? It’s a jumble of emails, tweets, intant messages, press releases, deadline reminders, and stat reports.
If you’ve ever experienced a close family tragedy/death/funeral/sickness how do you overcome it once it’s over and your healing process begins?
My morning started at 4:30am when my sister called telling me to get dressed and she’d pick me up to head to the hospital. My Grandfather, Pop, would be undergoing emergency surgery due to an Aneurysm. As my sleep filled body walked into the ICU waiting room, I was overcome with fear, sadness, and emotions I can’t describe. We waited close to 8 hours in the waiting room, barely moving, barely talking, barely breathing just to hear one word of how he was doing.
When they came in the room to tell us it was Touch & Go, we heard the emergency ringing from the other room. He was coding. Seven times he coded, each time the Doctors reviving him.
In the time we waited, I witnessed arguments, tears, weeping, yelling, panic, but slowly heard the whisper of God through it all. He was telling me, “Now is the time to comfort those around you through prayer. Your Pop is coming to be with me now and this you must accept.”
Except I didn’t.
I silently argued with Him while I waited. I grew frustrated asking why he wasn’t saving him when I knew He could. I prayed for the pain to just go away. I envisioned myself pushing My God in fear as he pulled me closer to his chest. He wouldn’t let me push away, but instead held me closer preparing me of a week of funeral planning, mourning, tears, and exhaustion. Flashbacks of my childhood came back to me:
I’ve accepted Pop is gone. I praise God for his entrance into Heaven, however, I feel a heartbreak that won’t go away. Maybe it’s because I witnessed my whole family break down in hurt: My brother, whom has never cried in front of me, fall to his knees weeping, My father crying, yet holding onto my Mother as if to take the pain away, My Sister holding on to me because we just felt lost, My younger brother weeping in the hospital hallway crying out, “Take my blood. Take my kidneys.”
It’s an emotional roller coaster that hasn’t ended, a ride which I’m begging to get off of.
So, now the 4 days of visitation is over, the funeral is finished, and I’m forced to move on. Back to an online presence I’ve worked hard to build, but now seemingly unimportant.
Fellow Bloggers: How do you move on in social media, when it seems so trivial after such a tragedy?
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