Death leaves a scar, and once we have experienced
grief, it never completely leaves. Grief sits behind us for the rest of our
lives.
I realized this in the early months of my grief as I
drove away from Judy’s house. She opened up a dark chapter in her past and
shared her husband’s death three years before from cancer to help me. Although
she was about to remarry and was happy again, her eyes still held sadness.
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The Great Goddess Inanna (Sumeria 2500 BCE) asked her friend and adviser Ninshubar to make sure the Great One returned from her initiation into the world of death.
ReplyDeleteWhen we visited New York City to go to museums after Vic's death, a friend said, "I feel like I have to keep track of you because you might slip through the cracks in the sidewalk and disappear." She could tell part of me was in the underworld, one foot in the Great Below with Vic. It was a great comfort to have her know that and let me know she was watching out for me. Beautiful post, Mark. Thank you.
Your comment makes me wonder, Elaine, if we ever get both feet back.
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