Two years on. The change is the new normal. Whenever we are all together as a family (especially at times such as this) now there’s an absence. The comfort that comes from the familiarity of gathering has been changed. Especially when the comfort we seek is from the experience and grief of his loss. It …
It is a week to return to Nicholas Wolterstorff’s Lament For A Son. (Actually that’s every week, but this week is also the singular week) There is survivor’s guilt, and there must be griever’s guilt. The circumstance of loss has brought insight and capacity for empathy that are appreciated by others. While thankful for the …
A life without grief is a life without love. To experience love means that grief will be experienced too. That which we desire most ardently is inextricably enmeshed in that which we dread and wish we could avoid. This is a paradox of the human condition. And love is not an option for a follower …
It’s true. A year ago, like each of them, there were days when he did not cross my mind. They are always in the heart, but not always in the mind. In this past year it seems like every day brings a thought and a memory of him. Was he special? Did I love him …
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