I’ve been pretty quiet for the better part of two weeks. Call it what you will: processing, grieving, coping, healing.
I’ve responded to dozens of emails, texts and tweets in the last few weeks and I give the same response – “We’re all physically okay.” But in reality, many of us (myself included) are still healing.
I’m certain I went through all of the stage of grief – I ate my feelings; I drank my pain away; I stress-vomited nightly; I threw myself into work; I went on a mini-vacation with #MyEric; I did it all.
But what I couldn’t figure out was how to get my groove back. How do I get back to me? How do I get back to life on April 14?
And it hit me yesterday. Slow down.
As part of Orientation training, I conducted a One Word Workshop with the student leaders. For some reason yesterday, my one word came back to me… and it was exactly what I needed.
My one word is #Slow. A reminder to enjoy where I am and what I’m doing; a reminder to appreciate the work I’ve done to get here and the work I will be doing in the future; a reminder I’ve accomplished a lot and I’m lucky to be in a place I want to be.
You’ll find me later today, slowly walking through the Public Garden, viewing storefronts along Charles Street and appreciating where I am. #BostonStrong