I hope you don’t mind if I reminisce a bit. I know spring is approaching and Easter’s on the way, but for me, March will always be the tender place I first began to understand the clumsy, unlikely friendship of grief. If you’ve heard this story before, I pray you will give space for it again. If this is your first time to learn about grief’s friendship, I pray it will be like birdsong to your ears. And if you are wondering if I’m working on the book about grief’s friendship, I am. I’m slowly filling pages with words about grief in loss, grief in gain, grief in the walking and in the waiting.
Even in the unending shadows of death’s darkness,
I am not overcome by fear.
Because You are with me in those dark moments,
near with Your protection and guidance,
I am comforted. Psalm 23:4
It’s been twenty-one years since I awoke to the sound…