

*Sensitive material. Please don’t read this blog if you are overwhelmed with loss.*
It has taken me quite a long time to be able to sit down and begin this blog. By nature, I am an encourager and find it extremely difficult to share anything that might be hard on someone else’s heart. I started this blog with the intention of sharing my writing journey, but unfortunately, it was turned upside down with a season of loss. I thought maybe if I gave it time, I could skip over the road bump and just pick up with a different season, but it doesn’t feel honest.
So here I am, crying and typing, because it’s still very difficult. I need to be able to move forward through this, and I’m hoping we can do it together. I know I’m not the only person in the world to grieve the loss of both parents, so I thought I would share, and maybe find a way to see the bright moments together.
I will start with the gratitude for the gift of support from family and friends. Walter Winchell is attributed with saying, “A real friend is one who walks in when the rest of the world walks out.” I have found this to be incredibly true when you are enduring a difficult season. The hearts that lifted my burdens are my soul sisters and brothers for life. My husband held down the fort with a brand-new puppy while I traded off with my step-mother and sister spending nights at the hospital with my dad, praying we would not lose him too. Gratitude for the kindness and love of friends and neighbors kept me buoyed.
I don’t want to share graphic details and harm sensitive hearts, like mine so I will give you the briefest overview. My father entered the hospital before Christmas for back pain. Our family took turns staying with him because he was having break through pain, and the hospital support team was understaffed and overworked. Then, unexpectedly, our mother died of a sudden heart attack.
My sister could not sleep that night and drove all the way to our mom’s house when she did not answer her phone. She asked the police to do a wellness check as she was driving. They were unable to enter the house because her sweet dog, Abby, was guarding her.
My sister and I identified our mother’s body for the police. It was not until we arrived at the hospital to check on our dad that we went into shock. For the next two weeks, our dad fought for his life, not wanting to leave his girls as orphans. He lost his battle two weeks after we lost our mom. Looking back, I think we all sleepwalked through the next several months as we tried to deal with our mom’s house. Fortunately, one of my sisters is a real estate agent, which relieved some of the pressure.
After my mom’s memorial, I felt like my nervous system was stuck in fight-or-flight. Then, my husband returned from hiking in Switzerland with flu-like symptoms that would not go away. He chased the symptoms for several weeks until his heart rate plummeted, and he was hospitalized on Halloween with third-degree heart block. I felt numb. My entire nervous system shut down.
Thankfully, a wise friend insisted we run a Lyme test at the hospital. The results came back the next day after several frightening episodes. Antibiotics cleared the infection, but that evening his heart rate bottomed out. They never had to resuscitate him, but he felt his entire body go numb. The next day he recuperated splendidly. Once he was home, we added additional healing protocols to support his heart and body. He has completely recovered now, thanks be to God.
Once he was safe, I knew I had to deal with my own health. By the time I finally went to an acupuncturist, my pulse was low, and my heart was stuck in shock. It has taken nearly a year to recover to a place where I feel normal again. I’m so grateful I saw a post about trauma and took action. If you live in Michigan, I highly recommend the compassionate and knowledgeable care of Carol Soborowski at Sound Mind Acupuncture ( https://soundmindacu.com ). QNRT (Quantum Neurological Reset Therapy) released stored trauma and allowed my body to release the current stressors overwhelming my nervous system.
My hopes and prayers are sent out to those walking in or out of a dark season. May God hold you in the palm of His hands.
Blessings,
Bree



















