Words for the Journey

The Seconds are Just as Hard

When Grief Makes Us Feel Crazy"My emotions are erratic. My mind either churns or completely shuts down. I can't rest. I'm always on the verge of tears," Claudia shared. 

I am now into my 4th year and I still want someone, anyone to tell me it was just a nightmare, that it never happened. The loss of my son weights heavy on my heart every day. Some days it is not as severe, but then there is the day that is as raw as it was the moment it happened. Those are the days that I cry most of the day and wonder why I am still here.

Only 5 you may be thinking?

"I miss grandpa.”

Shafts of light cut sharply through the southern facing windows of my greenhouse. Dust particles seemed to dance and sway like fairies celebrating the last rays of sun before evening.

Thank You Jesus Dear Jesus, thank you for bringing me back to your fold Thank you for your mercy and your love untold I felt so lonely, and far, far away;

"I'm tired all the time. I can barely put one foot in front of the other. Bruce is the same way. Exhaustion has become a way of life," Carla said. 

“I might explode! I don’t think I’ve ever been this angry, not even close!” Mandy said, staring out the window with her hands on her hips.

Did you know that widows feel shame?  Did you know that widowers feel shame?I just realized this.As I was driving to hospice bereavement last week it hit me like a ton of bricks.Sometimes when I speak about Michelle, I feel shame.

To have a heart that is tied up in knots when their are a dozen of pots in your sink; Can't even think