I began writing here in order to reflect my way through the first full calendar year after the sudden death in September 2008 of our beloved 24-year-old son. In no way am I able in mere words to plumb the depths of our family's sorrow, but at least here I can wade around a bit in the shallows. Or tread lightly in the expanse of desert that seems not to end. Whatever metaphor works. And, oh ~ I'm not alone. In the list below you'll find others who have written about the big losses of recent years. (Other posts - from the first four months - can be found on my regular blog, Search the Sea, indexed under Grief and Loss.)
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This is what I heard, GG:
Little me, moving slowly,
On a long, lonely, but directed path,
near a river of live-giving water.
Hugs and comfort on the road.
Karen
That's a wonderful compilation of the photos, Karen.
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