Thursday, March 1, 2012. The phone rings at 12:30am. The call is expected. The voice on the other end is quiet and sad.
Friday, March 2, 2012. The phone rings at 5:42am. The call is not expected... so soon. The voice on the other end is loud and stunned.
Seven days into a life changing shift and in that time; thunder storms have washed the earth clean, a pure white snow has softly blanketed the ground and the sun has shone, all bright and wicked.
Time stops for no one. In these last seven days I’ve been watching some things whirl by me from the sidelines, too tired to care. But mostly, I’ve put my head down, to see the path in front of my feet, and taken the first few steps. It would be excruciating, but I am numb.
I am numb until the kindness and love comes. The kindness feels like a stick that someone is gently, but repeatedly, poking you with. It can’t be ignored because it won’t stop prodding you until you look up and take it in. The love is more deliberate and assertive. It is like a searing, white hot blade. It slices right through to the heart and it is hardest to take. Accepting either takes an effort, but both are so appreciated.
Appreciated to my very core.
My Grandmother (Mudgie), passed peacefully on Thursday, March 1, 2012.
My Father (Papa), peacefully passed on Friday, March 2, 2012.
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God Bless you during this difficult time - my prayers are with you. I wish there was something I could say to help with the pain and numbness - just know you are not alone.
ReplyDeleteMay the comfort of God help you during this difficult time. My condolences to you and your family.
ReplyDeleteSo sorry that you are going through so much loss right now. Wishing you peace and understanding.
ReplyDeleteMay the Lord give you and your family the strength to get through these troubled times. My thoughts and prayers are for you and all your family. Love to all, Aunt Dianne
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