AFTER just 2 days
of seeing this one and that one
and the hospital bed going out the door
and meals coming in
and people paying a call
and sympathy cards making up
half what comes through the mail slot
and us not knowing what to do
with all the food being sent over
and seeing in every corner
reminders
I have no words
(not even for a title),
nothing to say,
except that I want to gather up
all the stories
and hold them close to me . . .
. . .and sit quiet for a long, long time.
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See:
Going Home
I’m so sorry to hear you lost such a dear mother-in-law. May God comfort you.
So sorry, Marilyn. Prayers to you always.
I am figuring out from the comments that you lost a dear one this week. I am so sorry for your loss, Marilyn. Prayers for peace and comfort and sweet memories.
Grief is such a strange place…
thinking of you and your husband and family Marilyn.
Loved your tribute to you mother in law when you wrote it a little while ago!
Marilyn, I have just come across the words that I was trying to express when I made my comment here today.
Grief … where pain and beauty mingle
I am always amazed that God will allow others to form the thoughts I am thinking into words, and then allow me to trip over them!
The blog was :
http://www.journeythroughgrief.com/
and I have reprinted her article, which I originally read on the Sound Bites Ministry, on my blog tonight.
,
Excellent website, Annie. Chock-full of resources. Thanks for mentioning it.
I’m so sorry, Marilyn.
Your mention of the food—I remember so much food coming in when my mom died. And no one could eat anything … except cookies. Sugar went down nice & easy, not much else.
I’m adding my condolences here, Marilyn. I’m so sorry. Yes, let’s hold those stories dear. This is the most valuable part of the writing it down–making sure those stories are not forgotten. So much love to you, my friend.
Marilyn,
I’m so sorry to hear of your loss. You’ve wrapped beautiful words around the sweet sorrow and sadness that ride grief’s coattails.
My mother died early on a Tuesday morning. That evening, after we’d all cried and been to the mortuary and cried some more and had that bed hauled out the front door, my brother took us (Dad, my sister, my husband, me) out to the best restaurant in Fallon, Nevada. We toasted her and somehow chewed down steak and salad and potatoes–a good solid meal.
Mom would have approved.
Praying for you and yours today, Friend. Love to you.
Marilyn,
I know we have met – was it at The Word Guild – Write!Canada? Anyway somehow (God) led me to find you today. Sending my heartfelt prayers to you as you go through the grieving process. May the Lord comfort you and bring you peace.
Blessings,
Janis http://www.janiscox.com