What we once enjoyed and deeply loved we can never lose,
for all that we love deeply becomes a part of us.
Monday April 22, 2013
Monday July 22, 2013
Exactly three months ago I sat at the bedside of my mother as she slipped from this life just before dawn. Life goes on as usual in many ways but I still miss our nightly conversations on Skype and her rounds on Facebook. Social media was important as her physical world became smaller and smaller. I see her in the faces of my patients, in books I read and in movies I watch. A friend recommended the classic movie Tokyo Story and I viewed it on a hot evening last week. The family’s story transcended time and culture and left me in tears at the end in shared loss. Grief does not leave us suddenly.
I brought home a little devotional book Mom used every morning. She marked a couple of special pages with bits of tissue in the painful months before she died. One was entitled, “Anticipating a Glorious Future” and the scripture was from Romans 8:18.
I consider that the sufferings of this present time are not worth comparing
with the glory that is to be revealed to us.
There has been a slate of deaths amongst our friends since my mother’s passing, three of them very prematurely and tragically. It is impossible to feel the depth of another’s pain but the acknowledgement of loss by others is comforting. Friends gave us the Hibiscus plant pictured above that is now blooming heavily and beautifully. My co-workers gave me a gift certificate from a local nursery and I am planning a butterfly garden in Mom’s memory. As soon as it is a little cooler I will put in perennials that will bloom next year.
Like a seed or root in the ground, death gives way to life and hope eternal.