Why I Need Grace From Friends And Family

I first shared this post four years ago when I was nearly two years into this journey and realized that for many of my friends and family Dominic’s death had faded into the background.

It was a date on the calendar for THEM but it was an ongoing experience for me and my family.

I was reminded of how time feels very different to the bereaved this weekend as I spent the first anniversary of my mother’s stepping into Heaven with my father.

So, so many things remind a grieving heart of the person we miss. So, so many everyday moments transport us back to THAT moment, THAT day.

You might not (I hope you don’t!) understand. It really costs little to extend grace to the grieving. But for those of us whose hearts are broken, it makes all the difference.

You cannot possibly know that scented soap takes me back to my son’s apartment in an instant.

You weren’t there when I cleaned it for the last time, boxed up the contents under the sink and wiped the beautiful, greasy hand prints off the shower wall.  He had worked on a friend’s car that night, jumped in to clean up and was off.

He never made it home.

Read the rest here:Grief and Grace:What I Need from Friends and Family

Author: Melanie

I am a shepherd, wife and mother of four amazing children, three that walk the earth with me and one who lives with Jesus. This is a record of my grief journey and a look into the life I didn't choose. If you are interested in joining a community of bereaved parents leaning on the promises of God in Christ, please like the public Facebook page, "Heartache and Hope: Life After Losing a Child" and join the conversation.

4 thoughts on “Why I Need Grace From Friends And Family”

  1. My heart jumped for you as I read again of the pain you must have felt cleaning Dominic’s hand prints off the shower. Anyone not experiencing having done something like this cannot possibly know that terrible feeling.
    God bless you Melanie xxx

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    1. I’m sorry you understand so well, but very thankful for companions who do. Yes, my heart jumps too when I reread what I wrote. It was one of the most painful parts of those first few days. ❤

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  2. That was dramatic. I cleaned out Drew’s room only a few weeks after he left for Heaven. Cleaned and painted. Different furniture. My college daughter was bringing a friend home with her. It had to be ready. The first to sleep in his room was my 5 year old grandson. It was dramatic as well. The Holy Spirit was working in that little guys life. Even to this day. He gave his life to the Lord this summer and I can always count on him to speak loudly and often of Drew. Gods plan.

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