I've been thinking about the word survivor and why it's what we are called.
Last night I had a very scary medical drama, (I'm fine) but this morning I woke up and thought about it a little bit. My first thought was, "Well now I've survived my first serious health scare without my sweet Jerry." I am rocking or maybe I should say wobbling though widdahood. I've "survived" though a plethora of minor catastrophes, okay so maybe they were just household upheavals but anyway, I survived them all despite the fact that Jerry is gone.
I have struggled on my own, through money problems, roof issues, appliance issues, kid issues, car issues, decisions that normally take two people issues, business issues, estate issues and now health issues. Each and every time I got through a crisis on my own I said, "I survived!"
It hasn't been all bad of course, I triumphed when I bought a used car off Facebook and it turned out to be a really good buy/choice. I've learned to live and prosper even on half a salary. I calmly went about going through all of my mental notes of Jerrys advice/knowledge and have been able to chose the right person to help me take care of each and every life event that has reared up interrupting and sometimes compounding my grief. I have single highhandedly reigned my teenagers in and have them behaving better than they were six months ago. I've cut my power bill in half, by doing all the things I told Jerry he needed to do. :)
As I sit here thinking about all of the things that have gone wrong and what went right I am wondering, why are we called survivors? We should be called warriors!
There was a woman in history called Queen Boudiccia, she was a widow but forced to become a warrior after her husbands death. Of course this poor woman had it way worse than any of us, but still the thought has been handed down from centuries ago of the widows before us. We are not only survivors we are warriors, we are capable and we are fierce. Though, we may not always believe it with our whole hearts just let something come up that we need to "survive" and watch the resilience ooze out slowly and gain momentum as we journey along.
Once we were survivors. As we head down the road of recovery we are not merely survivors anymore. We are warriors. We are strong. Thanks to Soaring Spirits International, we are united! #widdawarriorstrong