It's no secret that I've been on an emotional roller coaster for a while, as I have been sharing my thoughts with you. Not for sympathy or attention (although I do appreciate all of the supportive replies), but because I know that so many of you have also struggled, and I hope that by being open about my experiences I can help you feel free to share and be supported.
As I'm writing this on Saturday afternoon, I'm marking the 1 year anniversary of my younger brother David's passing. In the past year I have lost so much: my brother, 2 uncles, a (false) sense of financial security and control over the future, and at times direction and hope.
And yet in this moment, I recognize that I have also gained so much. Even though we sold our house, we found a great apartment in a nice area, a funny and loveable dog named Lulu, and a slower/enjoyable pace of life even as I rebuild my yoga business. Although I will not get my brother and uncles back, I can treasure our good memories and know that they are at peace.
Most importantly, I have learned that real security and hope comes from staying connected and supporting each other through our struggles.