There’s the “heavy lifting” of grieving that passes, indeed, and then there are the unbidden reminders that bring fresh waves of tears, and these never really go away. And if they did, would we be human? My grandmother’s eyes still teared up in her 80’s when she spoke of her son (one of 7 children) who died decades and decades ago. “To love is to be vulnerable.” C.S. Lewis
Patty Kline says:
I so get that, Tricia.
Becky Johnson says:
There’s the “heavy lifting” of grieving that passes, indeed, and then there are the unbidden reminders that bring fresh waves of tears, and these never really go away. And if they did, would we be human? My grandmother’s eyes still teared up in her 80’s when she spoke of her son (one of 7 children) who died decades and decades ago. “To love is to be vulnerable.” C.S. Lewis