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<\/p>\nWhen Tim was killed a friend\u00a0commented that \u2018the mighty Rimu has fallen’<\/p>\n
I remembered this recently when I was processing some headstuff and \u2019saw’\u00a0an incredibly clear picture of the journey our family has taken\u00a0since he fell.
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The picture was of a dense forest and a tall majestic\u00a0tree was standing at the edge.
\nWhen it fell the noise resounded for miles and miles
\nIts branches smashed\u00a0paths in many directions through the forest.
\nI could \u2018see\u2019 that each path was the journey that each of us within the family has made and are still making through this forest.
\nThe paths are\u00a0all going in different directions.
\nLike branches of the tree some paths are straight for a while and then they\u00a0hit a bend.
\nSome bends are small and others are large knotty ones.
\nThere are twigs jutting out along the way which take you on small detours but ultimately you have to return to the main branch.
\nThen you carry on until you hit the next knot or branch fork.
\nIt’s a different journey for each \u2018branch\u2019.
\nAnd each \u2018branch\u2019 is reaching the clearing at a different time from the others due to their differences in size or length.
\nThese differences equate to\u00a0our processing abilities and other outside influences which divert\u00a0us along the way.
\nMy own journey was incredibly intense for the first 3.5 years.
\nI struggled through some pretty dense undergrowth.
\nAt times the\u00a0battle almost broke my branches, but ultimately the struggle\u00a0made me fight and find strength I never knew I had.
\nI reached the edge of my clearing\u00a0and the sunshine almost blinded me.
\nIt was overwhelming to see light again.
\nI revelled in it.
\nDanced to the light of the sun and the moon.
\nIt was truly the most wonderful feeling.
\nIt took\u00a0me nearly 4 years for my \u2018branch\u2019 to break free of the forest.<\/p>\n
I look around to find\u00a0the other branches and I see some have emerged before me and others are still finding their way.
\nSome have found their clearings but have times when they venture back into the forest for a short period.
\nAnd others are still lost in the undergrowth.
\nAnd that is totally ok.
\nI sometimes take a few steps back into the shade.
\nBut I\u2019ve learnt not to venture too far because I do not want to get lost in the undergrowth again.
\nIt is a very\u00a0dark and scary place.<\/p>\n
When we do reach our\u00a0clearing we have to remember to be patient with the others who are still untangling themselves from the forest undergrowth.
\nIt is a journey that each \u2018branch\u2019 must make alone.
\nNo one can walk it for them.
\nThat is the essence\u00a0of grief.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
When Tim was killed a friend\u00a0commented that \u2018the mighty Rimu has fallen’ I remembered this recently when I was processing some headstuff and \u2019saw’\u00a0an incredibly clear picture of the journey our family has taken\u00a0since he fell. The picture was of a dense forest and a tall majestic\u00a0tree was standing at the edge. When it fell … Continue reading “Grief for the fallen Rimu”<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":[],"categories":[19,23,20,47,4],"tags":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/mybigballofstring.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/885"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/mybigballofstring.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/mybigballofstring.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/mybigballofstring.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/mybigballofstring.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=885"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/mybigballofstring.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/885\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":886,"href":"https:\/\/mybigballofstring.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/885\/revisions\/886"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/mybigballofstring.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=885"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/mybigballofstring.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=885"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/mybigballofstring.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=885"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}