I was reminded (again!) that when I share my journey, it may (and does!) look very different from another mama’s journey.
I really appreciate that reminder because I never, ever intend to speak for anyone but myself.
I write because it helps me wrangle my own thoughts, feelings, experiences and questions into some sort of reasonable order not because I think I’m documenting a generally applicable description of grief.
Sometimes other moms have given me permission to share their thoughts and I try to indicate that by using quotes or a general heading. And sometimes I have asked a question in our closed group and received permission to share insights gleaned from the answers to write a post on a specific topic.
My path through this Valley of the Shadow of Death is unique.
It is as unique as the son I buried, as the life I’ve lived previous to and since my loss, as my personal relationship with Jesus, as the weaknesses and strengths I bring to the task.
I have surviving children. Not every grieving mother does.
My children are all adults. Many grieving mothers are in the midst of the busy child-rearing years.
I don’t have a career. Other bereaved mothers must get up, get dressed and go to work every day.
I don’t have any grandchildren to cuddle but some mamas do.
I find silence helpful-solititude healing. Others find silence frightening and feel abandoned.
I don’t want to be distracted from the work grief requires. Some work hard to run away from the pain.
Scripture is my bedrock, laid down before Dominic ran ahead to heaven. Not all bereaved parents believe in Jesus nor use the Bible as their guide.
So take what’s helpful, leave what’s not.
And if you ever want to add to what I’ve written, leave a comment. [REMEMBER these comments are PUBLIC.]
I have always envisioned these posts as conversation starters, not the final word.
My prayer for each bereaved parent who reads these words is that they will feel the Father’s loving arms around them, that He will flood their broken hearts with His grace and mercy. I ask that He give them strength for each new day and that He guide them toward His truth and give them hope.
Much love, my friends.