Grieving may begin when we know goodbye is near, but only comes in waves, especially when another bout of “could it be today” uncertainty claims our hours, the ones we were going to spend forgetting.
Even when calm is restored, for a while, when we are granted weeks, months of something resembling normal together, we know their lighted path is closer still.
I want you to live forever. I want you to be comfortable while you are here. I want you to pass painlessly. I want God’s will, knowing it may be none of my wishes.
Grief, an unwelcome friend, an invisible, aching companion, comes in moments of stillness, walking with us toward the inevitable. It is the knowing that holds our heart in limbo.
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