You are not alone
How often have you heard the phrase, “You are not alone”? People say it in words, or sometimes with their presence (for example, when there is a death in the family or when someone is in the hospital, people visit).
In the past, that phrase has meant one of two things to me: first, that other people care about me in my time of need. I have someone to lean on. The importance of social support is not to be underestimated. In fact, one of the things we know about successful recovery from trauma is that social support is key.
A second meaning is that other people have shared my experience. When my mother-in law passed away a few years ago, more than one person told my husband that he was now a “member of the club,” meaning that other people have gone through that fire as well, and survived – and now you understand each other in a way that no one else can.
But for the first time this phrase has a new meaning for me. Now I see something else. I see that all around us are people who have struggled at one time or another, or are doing so now.
During Sabbath services in our synagogue, as in many other synagogues, it is customary to read the list of names of people who are commemorating a “yahrtzeit,” or the anniversary of a loved one’s death. Interestingly, the names are read out loud, as if it is a communal and public commemoration, as well as a personal one. The grief is not meant to be suffered privately. Everyone in the sanctuary shares it.
And as I sit in services every week, hearing names read to the congregation, I get a greater perspective on life. Even when I am sad remembering a family member who has died, I realize it happens to everyone. The truth is, how many people do you know who have reached adulthood with no scars at all? With no deaths, serious illnesses, emotional or physical abuse, job loss or relationship loss or other challenges to face?
This offers me both a sense of comfort and a sense of perspective about my current worries. True, I am dealing with something tough and I need to both take care of myself and address the concerns directly, but all around me are people who are dealing with their own set of woes. And yet we all get through.
When you are facing something hard, you can remember that this really just is part of life. That everyone faces something difficult at some point and now it’s your turn. One of my friends likes to say, “When other people ask ‘why me?,’ I ask why not me?” Why should any of us assume that we should only get the sunny side of life? That we should be exempt from disappointment, or sadness? Life is a book with many chapters, some good and some bad, and we can’t have one without the other. We all have to walk through a difficult place at some point. But we really are not alone.
(Source: mosaiclife.net)