The anniversary of a death is an
enormous milestone. For weeks we have
anticipated this day, watching ourselves move closer and closer and wondering
how it would feel when the time came.
Now it is here.
I started the day busy and
distracted with a stimulating meeting at work.
When it ended and I went to my car to leave, I opened an email from a
dear friend, read the first few lines and burst into tears. Several more times throughout the day, as I
read a text or an email, or heard a phone message, I quietly wept as the pain
flowed up from just below the surface.
The wound remains.
Yet as many friends and family
reached out to us and reminded us again and again how much we are loved and how
much Daniel is remembered and cherished, I once again marvel at the mixture of
unspeakable pain and grace that seems somehow heaven sent.
Grace comes through gentle and
kind words that remind us how much people care, how much Daniel impacted the
lives of so many, and how much his life and death continue to so profoundly impact
his friends and our family.
My heart is still broken and weary from grief and yet is it is also warmed by this grace. God speaks to us through the voices and the touch of so many folks who care so deeply about us.
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