Monday, October 5, 2009

Missing

The month of September was full of flowers, cards, e-mails, phone calls, and visitors. We are so grateful for all of them, especially in retrospect. I want to particularly express my appreciation to those who reached out to us in spite of the awkwardness of not knowing what to say. Thank you for doing your best; that you reached out to us at all means more than you know.

A month later, life has taken on a regular rhythm again. Andrew is working a lot of overtime these days, going to work early and staying late, on Saturdays too. We have found a church in the city, and we are looking forward to becoming part of this new community.

We still feel the sadness. Someone is missing, whether I think about it or not-- and most of the time I don't. It is as though my grief follows me like a shadow, as I run along my path. Sometimes I'm ahead, sometimes it runs parallel to me, and sometimes it unexpectedly overtakes me. Then I cry like my heart is broken. (It is.) Then it falls behind me again and I'm running along as usual. But it's still following me.

A month later, the phone calls and visits have mostly subsided, which is as it should be. A few thoughtful people continue to follow up with us. It's not so much the phone calls that we need. Maybe, above all, we just want to live life with people. I want to talk and laugh with people, be silly and serious, spend hours and days and weeks together, and become true and trusted friends.

(Posted by Irene)

2 comments:

Becky at "Cheese My Head" said...

Was just thinking about you this week, and prompted to pray. Your comparison to grief like a shadow was so perfect. Praying that you're able to put on the garment of praise and shake that spirit of heaviness. Love and prayers - Becky

Valerie said...

Irene, Just checking your blog, I see you haven't written in a few months. It would be fun to hear your thoughts now.

Good to talk with you this past week...

love,
val