There were days, dark and bare. Black and silent. And though those days are mostly past, sometimes even today, when I least expect it, the veil, which holds suffering inside, seems to evaporate with fresh tears. Grief is like that. It swells in unconfined waves, and calms again like peace in a storm. And sometimes, […]
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I’m sitting inside and watching the perfect snowfall out our Virginia window. It came at a most inappropriate time, when our plans had to cancel, and schedules had to be re-scheduled. But, still, it is a perfect snow, with big flakes, thick, steady, and heavy. And despite the inconvenience, I’m moved by its purity and […]
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The words stop me when I come across them, … “the people could not discern the noise of the shout of joy from the noise of the weeping of the people…” They make me pause and close my eyes. I relate so well to such a paradox of emotions. I understand joy dwelling with heartbreak […]
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“How do you feel?” My husband’s voice asked through the anesthesia. My hand moved heavily to the spot where a baby had grown. “Empty,” I whispered. He scooped my tear before it hit the pillow and then wiped his own. It was a hard loss the day the ultrasound recorded no heart beat, made worse […]
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