I am curious how many of us avoid unpleasant things. Unpleasant things that we know we need to do, and will get around to eventually. I know I tend to, although I am trying to get better about it. Confronting things head on, taking the bull by the horns kind of things.
I must admit though, this blog post is partially an attempt to avoid doing something unpleasant, and partly an attempt to ease into the work without it being overly painful. Today, one of my work assignments is to write about death, and specifically to produce some sample eulogies. Ick. Death is never a fun topic although I have learned to write about it objectively. I was able to get through writing the articles on grief, on planning funerals, on cremation. But not the eulogies.
Having written one this summer for my grandmother, you might think that I would be able to do this quite easily. I did think that there would be no problem whatsoever with me doing this. And yet, today, when I sat down at the keyboard to try and start it hit me. Hard. Suddenly, there I am again, searching for the words to describe an amazing woman and remembering what it was like to lose her all over again. It sucks.
Having felt that pain, it then becomes harder to work on the other topics. How to write a eulogy for a friend, a mother. Those are hard enough. I have special people in my life and to lose any one of them would be devastating, each in its own way. The writing of a eulogy for a child. I read the sample. It was beautiful and painful. Having two wonderful, unique girls as my children makes the thought of writing one of these very very difficult to contemplate.
But write them I must. So, I am off now, to have a cup of tea and then take the bull by the horns. Wish me luck.
I must admit though, this blog post is partially an attempt to avoid doing something unpleasant, and partly an attempt to ease into the work without it being overly painful. Today, one of my work assignments is to write about death, and specifically to produce some sample eulogies. Ick. Death is never a fun topic although I have learned to write about it objectively. I was able to get through writing the articles on grief, on planning funerals, on cremation. But not the eulogies.
Having written one this summer for my grandmother, you might think that I would be able to do this quite easily. I did think that there would be no problem whatsoever with me doing this. And yet, today, when I sat down at the keyboard to try and start it hit me. Hard. Suddenly, there I am again, searching for the words to describe an amazing woman and remembering what it was like to lose her all over again. It sucks.
Having felt that pain, it then becomes harder to work on the other topics. How to write a eulogy for a friend, a mother. Those are hard enough. I have special people in my life and to lose any one of them would be devastating, each in its own way. The writing of a eulogy for a child. I read the sample. It was beautiful and painful. Having two wonderful, unique girls as my children makes the thought of writing one of these very very difficult to contemplate.
But write them I must. So, I am off now, to have a cup of tea and then take the bull by the horns. Wish me luck.
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