Putting Grief on the Page

               (photo of the massive roots of a sequoia tree that fell over)

                        Strange utterances, horrible pronouncements, accents 
                        of anger, words of suffering, voices shrill and faint, 
                        and beating hands.

                                                                        Dante

The death of someone we dearly loved tosses us into a hellish pit of broken things. Grief is the journey of picking our way through the rubble and finding our way back up.

Lost in Death

If we don’t believe that the people who love us continue to look out for us when they die, guiding our actions and thoughts in some way, then what of them remains with us? 

We’ve all known people who were so wise, compassionate, encouraging, and talented that we scarcely believe they could exist. When they died, we mourned not just our own loss, but also their loss in a world that continued to need their influence.

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