On Grieving, Gratitude and Guilt Part 2

First , is shock and denial. How can it be? How can it happen to my family? Even when death is expected as in an elderly paretn, the reality that we will never see our loved one again in this life breeds a powerful inner resistance. Eventually, reality prevails. We realize that no amount of deniel will ever bring our loved on back. We find ourselves engulfed in on over-whelming sense of isolation.


People grieve in their own ways. To some, even friends who with the best of motives seek to console us, become uninvited guests. We want to be left alone, to try to "think things through." This is a healthy process unless we allow it to become an energy-draining swamp of self-pity and despair.


For others, grieving is the time they come in touch with the inner resources of faith and the comfort of a loving Lord who understand, cares and comforts.


Some who grieve react to the growing sense of isolation with the fear of being alone. They want someone with them at all times. Remember, people grieve in ways unique to themselves. Any the way some face denial and isolation is to surround themselves with caring friends and other grieving family members.


....to be continued....





WE ARE CONSTANTLY ENCOURAGED TO BELIEVE THAT LIFE CAN BE PAIN-FREE, BUT TO LIVE WITHOUT PAIN IS A MYTH....TO LIVE WITHOUT PAIN...IS TO LIVE HALF-ALIVE, WITHOUT FULLNESS OF LIFE..MANY OF US DO NOT REALIZE THAT PAIN AND JOY RUN TOGETHER. WHEN WE CUT OURSELVES OFF FROM PAIN, WE HAVE UNWITTINGLY CUT OURSELVES OFF FROM JOY AS WELL.


"Clyde Reid"



The picture is of my father, the man who took me as his own and gave me his name many years ago. I want to rewrite my adoption story on this blog one day. Daddy was ninety-four when he passed away on August nineteenth, two thousand and seven.
Although he has passed from this life it is my hope that I will see him again one day.
I will thank the Lord for all my life that he orchestrated my adoption into the Miller family back in nineteen-fourty four.