This week is one which I – and many others – will never forget. I’ve not been able to write for a few days as I’ve been carrying around so much emotion that it’s simply been an effort for just day to day activities, let alone a “luxury” like writing and sharing thoughts that seem relatively insignificant in the scheme of things. Though access to mine and my husband’s work was closed all week, our home and all our belongings are safe. I can’t imagine what others are going through, as in essence most of my emotion is in empathy rather than the actual experience of losing so much.
To add to the emotion this week, it has also been the time when my parents-in-law were at the end of their annual holiday here in Australia. As I write my husband’s taken them to the airport to fly back to The Netherlands. Marrying someone from overseas means that where-ever we choose to live, we are always missing one of our families. Though we’ve been through it many times now, the actual day of “goodbyes” is always so very difficult.
With experiences of both the floods and being seperated from family, I’m always amazed at the resilience that can be found in difficult times. Though sometimes this takes a while, depending on the situation and the person, it always seems to happen whether or not we conciously seek it.
The word has been echoing in my mind this week so thought I’d look up the exact meaning, below is the definition from www.dictionary.com
the power or ability to return to the original form, position, etc., after being bent, compressed, or stretched; elasticity. (Renee’s note….or flooded or seperated!!)
ability to recover readily from illness, depression, adversity, or the like; buoyancy.
Amongst all the devestation and heartache, I can also see so many signs of resilience surrounding me where-ever I look. In Brisbane, so many people are helping each other clean up, thousands are volunteering and donating and that awful mud is being washed away so much more quickly than I thought possible. With goodbyes, my relatives smiled and joked as they left, and I know we will stay strong. Though we’ll miss each other, …and are very grateful for the internet and cheap international calls!
I’d have to add something to that definition though…I don’t think that anyone or anything does ever completely return to “original form” – I’d argue that through the experiences, it’s usually a new, improved form. I know that this week, I am more appreciative than ever of small things I usually take for granted. And as for my visiting relatives, we also learnt to truly value our time together more than if we were to see each other more regularly.
So despite difficulties, damage and distance, resilience means that both I and the city I love will always recover before very long….and will continue to face every future challenge, whatever size, with resilience. So if you are suffering tough spots at any time – whether it be with floods, or family, or work or life, I hope for you the chance to be able to look around and find that resilience to help you through. Have you noticed it before in difficult times?
Pictured is the sign for the bridge I cross regularly to work (from Petrie to Strathpine). I took this photo the day after the floods and haven’t been back since, but I’m sure that next time I pass, that sign will be back up in its old place looking like nothing has happened!