In the Grip of Grief
Today would’ve been my friend Mary’s 90th birthday. It’s the second one I’ve celebrated without her. A year and couple of months ago she passed away but I still have her birthday on my calendar. Hers is not the only lost loved one I have marked. I have another’s who passed away in 2010 and more. Sometimes the birthdays of friends, family, loved ones who have passed sneak up on me. In the midst of life a special day arrives along with the realization it cannot be celebrated together.
Saturday night, I came across a picture frame with a crocheted Bible verse inside. My wife had made and given it to Mary many years ago. I picked up the frame, read the verse and then clutched it tightly to my chest. Grief had reached out, grabbed my heart and the gift, which was returned to us after Mary’s passing, was all I had to hold onto.
One of wisdom’s truest and toughest lessons is that all things pass away. Everything and everyone we love will, in time, slip from our grasps and our lives. The transience of all created things is incredibly difficult to accept but the more willing we are to let go the less of a grip grief will have upon us.