THINKING OF THE GOOD TIMES
The Five Minute Friday word for this week is grief. I’ve thought a lot about that subject this month as it is an anniversary not only of my oldest son’s birth but also his death. It’s hard to believe a whole year has gone by since God took him home. Not a day passes that we don’t miss him, but thinking of the good times bring memories alive.
As I pondered the word a poem began to come to me. I thought about how grief and joy can be felt at the same time, as I wrote in Lament: Grief Mingled with Joy. Thinking of the good times with Stephen, like our trips to Maine, remind me of his joy as he caught his first fish.
Here is the poem which took seven minutes rather than five. It might be a rough draft, but it’s from my heart.
GRIEF AND MEMORIES OF GOOD TIMES
Sharing Thoughts of Grief Grief knows no favorites Often coming unannounced Dropping its burning coals Letting them fall wherever they may No one is exempt from its clutches Grief comes in many forms like Memories to open the tear ducts Letting them pour uncontrollably Grief is not something we like Yet there is healing, too, that Comes as we shed the tears Letting them share our emotions Grief is not pleasant but Necessary for our growth as We contemplate what we have lost Letting our hearts feel pain But in feeling the pain we Confront our emotions in order To acknowledge our grief in our loss Letting memories wash over us Grief keeps our memories alive Comfort comes as we pour out our Hearts to God, knowing He hears Letting His love wash over us Joy can exist with grief Memories of our loved ones Bring to mind good times past Letting sorrow mix with joy ~gsw~
I wrote more about grief a year ago shortly after we lost our son in Grief: Thoughts from a Mother’s Heart. Have you experienced grief? What are your thoughts about good memories and joy mixed with grief?