Sunday, May 2, 2010
There are times that there is a loss so great, that you are stunned. Silenced. Time and the world around you stops. I only want to be with my friend and her family as she navigates a tremendous grief and soldiers on as the strong and safe place for her children. I feel empty-handed. Inadequate. I have packed my things, and I look around my house. What else can I stuff in this tiny suitcase that could even make a difference? What else could provide any kind of comfort? I really have nothing but myself to offer. The most I can do is just be with her. Sit with her, sit with the grief. There are times that life seems to whisper around you. The colors in the world are vibrant, and the feeling in your heart is massive and expanding. I am coming, my friend.