Welcome to “Blink if you think I’m Awesome”
There are three possible reasons you might have found this site:
No matter the reason, you are welcome here. Please keep reading. Disclaimer - I’m not a therapist, or a doctor. I probably don’t know much more about grief than you do but that's what this community is. I am a bereaved mom, and I’m still surviving today - so far, so good. Sometimes there should be an award for getting out of bed and going to work.
Humor has always been a big part of our home, so you are going to find some of that here. Grief is now a big part of our home as well, so that's here too. Can you have them both together? I sure hope so, because my Alex was a funny boy and my memories include some pretty great stuff! I call this a "brother-blog" to another blog I have called "I'm Mom's Favorite". I've been a parent for a long time and there are other things that I share there about parenting in general.
So, what will you find here? My hope is that you find community. Encouragement, kindness, and something interesting to think about. I love Jesus and I’m going to point you to Him every opportunity I get - YES, even in my grief. I hope that after you read one of my posts you will walk away with something positive to think about. Perhaps even a chuckle.
So, more about that name “Blink If You Think I’m Awesome”...
My Alex started wearing funny t-shirts sometime around the 3rd grade. I don’t mean that sometimes he wore funny t-shirts. No, that wasn’t Alex. I mean he wore them every-single-day! 3rd grade through 10th grade - that’s a lot of funny t-shirts! He even had a funny tie, in case he was forced to dress up. It was such a part of him that it is one of the first things that people remember about him. The pallbearers at his funeral wore them. The school he went to now has an annual event called “Alex Prochaska Day” where students are encouraged to wear them. I love it. Another blog post talks more about why he wore them.
One of his shirts said “Blink if you think I’m awesome” Of course, everyone blinks, so it was a real conversation starter! And that’s where the name of this blog was found.
Question: Do you think your kiddo/parent/friend/spouse was awesome? Me too. How many times have you had that person stand across from you with nothing to say because they can't find the words? I've seen a hundred articles about those terrible conversations, and I agree. I've had so many of them, too. It's ironic that we, the parent who is hurting so much, have to help others navigate that moment, but sometimes we do. So, I blink. If only for a long pause. And when I open my eyes sometimes I see things in a different light. I interact with a lot of people in a normal day, so I've had to come up with some coping skills for those moments. That's another article that you will find (coming soon). For now let's just recognize the pause. We could start a movement! Smile. Blink. Lets blink for our awesome people. Blink, if you think they are awesome.
My Alex died suddenly in a mowing accident. Unfortunately, I could not create a “Moms against mowers” group. Sure, my husband and daughters were supportive of the group, but the rest of the following was small. Plus, I live in one of those neighborhoods where everyone mows their yards constantly, so I knew I wouldn’t have the support of my community. Instead, we decided we should use our energy for something good. That was a better decision.
So, in lieu of the anti-mowing group, we created a non-profit called The Alex Prochaska Memorial Project Inc in 2021, as a better option. Alex was more than just funny t-shirts. He did a lot of things. And he would have been a lot of things. This project is to make some of those things possible. In our family, Alex was the last “Prochaska” male. This memorial is his legacy.
Please, come in and check out the articles I’ve written. You may find something that you can relate to. In two years I've learned that sharing helps. Stay for a devotion, I’ll be including some of those, too.
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AuthorOne of the things I learned fast when I became a bereaved mom was that there are a lot of us. I'm not the only one who lost someone awesome. My hope is to share in this journey with you in an encouraging way. Archives
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