by John Angell James (1785—1859), on the death of his wife, from: "Sorrow for the Death of Friends" ...Naked came I out of my mother's womb, and naked shall I return thither: the LORD gave, and the LORD hath taken away; blessed be the name of the LORD. Job 1:21 When a holy and beloved … Continue reading Though We Mourn, We Must Not Murmur!
When you are sitting there alone and you are weeping, and the longing for your child is a thick and expanding heaviness in your chest threatening to erupt from your throat in silent, choking grief. When the missing him becomes a mountain of sadness that is looming over you and you whisper your child's name … Continue reading Let it Come
Contrary to various cultural notions, there is no set time-frame for grieving. None of us "gets over it" in the one year (or less) of mourning that is often allotted to us. Each family, and every member within it, operates within a unique set of circumstances that will influence both the weight and duration of … Continue reading As Time Goes By
"Hans always made a point of thanking me whenever I helped him out. I believe he thanked me after almost every meal I cooked for him. Every pizza was 'the best pizza ever.' " Originally published 11/5/16 Read the entire post here.
Hans always made a point of thanking me whenever I helped him out. I believe he thanked me after almost every meal I cooked for him. Every pizza was "the best pizza ever." Often, after asking me to assist him in some way, he would say, “I hope this doesn’t cause you more work”. And … Continue reading Better Than a High Five