Life lesson about loss.
This is not specifically an ADHD topic. Though our particular wiring may make it more relevant. I don’t know. I’ve been a person with ADHD and mostly work ADHD people. And, this will be a one week hiatus from the BATDL topics. My mom has untreatable COPD, despite never being a smoker or around second hand smoke much at all. If you don’t know, COPD basically makes it so that your lungs don’t work. She has deteriorated quite a bit in the last six months. And she started home hospice last week. My wife, kids, and I have said goodbye. But there could be a month left. The not knowing is really hard. The last week has been very difficult. My attention has been dreadful, largely because my mood has been awful. I’m not a big cryer. I’m more of a “handle logistics now and be classically sad later” kind of guy. So, I’m not wandering around weeping. But I’m not myself. I has taken me all week to feel like I have enough attention to sit down and bang out some blog posts. And, I couldn’t even go through my inbox Monday, Tuesday, and Wednesday. It has also been difficult being 100% present with my clients. I haven’t told any of my clients because I don’t want to make their sessions about me. And, I don’t think that they would notice how much harder I have to work to be present. But everything has been a challenge. This leads me to the lesson that I learned when I was in my early/mid 20’s. I was working for a brilliant but very, very tough chef named Carmen at a restaurant in the financial district called The Vault. It was an intense and gruelling job on the best days. One day,…
