I am grieving again.
This time for someone very close to me who I have loved very much. And the clocks in my house keep ticking, while the fridge keeps humming. Outside the UPS and Fed Ex trucks keep delivering packages to homes on my street.
Life goes on and I am acutely aware of time passing. More like time slipping away. My grief has left me with an enormous hole in my heart and immense sorrow for all my family, for what we’ve lost. As a reminder, I am re-posting a blog I wrote two summers ago. It’s titled, Moments:
Quick. Tell me a moment that was important to you.
Such moments should be on the tip of your tongue. No matter how long ago they happened, you remember. You remember because of a spark, a tug or because of a dream.
You remember because you laughed so hard you thought your ribs would crack, as your forehead once did when you were barely four and required stitches. Or you remember because of the happiness you felt that swelled gloriously inside you…(click here to continue…)