In the weeks and months following the loss of a partner, self-care options are limited. Mostly you’re taking care of your little ones. But it’s critical to find at least one way to take care of yourself. For me the saving grace was swimming. I joined the neighborhood Y and got into the pool. It quickly became a central part of my routine. When, 5 weeks later, I got a memorial tattoo on my wife’s birthday, I was crushed to learn that I’d have to stay out of the pool for 10 days while it healed. What a mistake! I still remember what a relief it it was to get back in the water. To this day, when I lose my way, getting back in the pool is a critical part of my survival.
But there must be other tools. How did you get through the worst of it?