As if I don't realize life has stopped.
Yet I rise, make coffee and go about my day as if nothing has happened.
Sacrilege.
Life has been arrested. But no bond has been set because, no amount of money can buy it back.
Yet life goes on.
Sacrilege.
As a society, we've grown to expect things instantly. Coffee, cash, food...but not death. Yet it happens more instantaneously than anything else on earth. Something we'll never get used to.
Sacrilege.
She wasn't my daughter, yet I find that can't grieve enough for someone I didn't lose.
In honor of Jessie, a 15 year old student at my daughter's school who died unexpectedly last night.
5 comments:
I am so sorry!
Oh, no. I so understand what you mean. My husband says what he loves most about me is my soft heart, but with so much pain in this world, I sometimes wish this heart were a little tougher. Grieving with you ...
The human heart may never grasp God's mysterious reasoning of an innocent child's death.
You've captured the very essence of grief exceedingly well; it's overwhelming power to stop lives in their tracks. All around life does go on but until the grieving goes through it's natural course, the family and heartfelt empathizers struggle with the reality of life's final earthly chapter.
I relate to grieving someone I'd not lost. The heartbreak is real. Thinking of you and the family during this heart-heavy season of loss with love and prayers.
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