Tuesday, March 9, 2010

Dark Places

I still find myself being blindsided at times with grief over my Aunt Pearl's recent death from cancer. It's been just over a month and I'll go long stretches without consciously thinking about it. But then something happens to let my usual walls down - a certain song at church, watching Extreme Makeover: Home Edition (always a tear-fest), it could be anything really - and it washes over me again.

Christine Sine's post, "Nouwen on Lent: Strength In Dark Places" on the God's Politics blog just really spoke to me today. Especially this quote which reminds me that grief is as much a part of life as anything else:
the hard dark places strengthen and give shape and form to the soft and vulnerable places of light and laughter
This is only the second major bereavement I've had in my life that I can really remember. I know, I've been very lucky. Still, I think I'd prefer to avoid any more "hard, dark places" for another good long while.


niamh said...

I hope you can get through! Sometimes the best thing is just to cry and cry until there's not much left - and eventually you smile when something reminds you of that person. Eventually.

Viajera said...

Hang in there, luv. As we age, so do our loved ones and we just don't know... Try to remember the good times and talk about them too. I think that this will certainly help.

Imperfect Stepford Wife said...

Niamh said it best. I still cry my eyes out at least once a week. It's a process, you will get through it. Big *HUGS*.

Sirmelja said...

Thanks guys, you're the best.