Mourning: I only know that it was important to me when people came and stood.
We mourn because we thought we’d have them forever with us, and now they are gone. And yet, we have them, just not in the flesh. We have them in imagination, in the marks of their spirits on ours. But the pain, the pain comes in the loss of what we thought was static. Nothing is static.
That is no consolation for the person grieving—the only thing is to be there, be where they are and hold hands. Stand there, and face what they are facing, be the one who is connected with them and with life. And then that too is over.
And I do not know if that is what happens. I only know that it was important to me when people came and stood.
:- Doug.
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