I have zero scientific research, just 37 years of living as my proof. Yes. It is necessary to go through the bad emotions, (I’m not sure they are bad, though) to get back to the good or normal.
Growing up, I had my favorite Aunt. She was so cool. Everything my Mother wouldn’t let me do- because she was really overprotective – I did at my Aunt’s house. My Aunt didn’t do it out of spite – they were actually best friends. My Aunt took the time to explain that they grew up so poor, a doctor or dentist was a luxury, something they never could do, so my mother just wanted me to be healthy and keep all my teeth – even though we could afford all of those luxuries – it was just something that still scared my Mom. That’s the kind of person she was, she allowed us to experiment with things, but there was a lesson – life, family…anything – there was a purpose. She taught us to appreciate things.
Three years before I had my daughter, I got the news that she had ALS. Talk about a crash course in all things ALS, I had to know everything about it, down to how much money it was receiving in research money, each year.
Eventually, she was to the point where it was a matter of days. The morning it happened, she came home from the hospital. After the ambulance brought her home, we decided to take her outside to her favorite place, the swing in front of the orange groves. Three of us held her, cradled her. We hadn’t heard her talk in a long time, either she could and it drained her too much or she had lost the ability – but that day, she said, “thank you.” It took her a long time to get those two words out, but she did. Within 30 mins, she was gone. The hospice worker was there and helped us – I couldn’t believe that it happened, right in front of me.
I cried, I was angry. I was so sorry, for so long, that I was there. I thought it was the worst thing I could have experienced. Fast forward 10 years, my cousin was talking about it, she was laughing about how she always had have the last word. Next thing I knew, I was busting out laughing. She was right! We spent the next few hours talking about that day. Talking about the fight to get her out of the hospital, because it wasn’t what she wanted and we knew she would hold on and suffer, until she got her way – to go home.
In one afternoon, I went from being so sad about the entire event and watching her die – to laughing and being thankful I was there with her.
Nikipedia, I spent years being sad and angry about what she went through, but I learned from it – I learned a huge lesson. I also learned to be there at the end, is an incredible blessing. I learned I had to go through the bad emotions, to get back to good.
see, those bad emotions can be good – that’s why I don’t think they are so bad!