“The ache of grief is always there, but the emptiness will lift one day. Their life to us the greatest gift, and only by living can it be repaid.” Jill Pendley
REMEMBER by Christina Rossetti
Remember me when I am gone away,
Gone far away into the silent land;
When you can no more hold me by the hand,
Nor I half turn to go, yet turning stay.
Remember me when no more day by day
You tell me of our future that you plann’d:
Only remember me; you understand
It will be late to counsel then or pray.
Yet if you should forget me for a while
And afterwards remember, do not grieve:
For if the darkness and corruption leave
A vestige of the thoughts that once I had,
Better by far you should forget and smile
Than that you should remember and be sad. via grief.com
The unfathomable tragedy that unfolded in Newtown, Connecticut, has left a deep crevice in our hearts. Some of us have expressed our horror in tears and outrage, others in numbness and silence. All need grief counseling and healing… I still weep for the victims. It will take time… The poems above and below have offered me solace in times of sorrow. My heart goes out to all the victims and families of this senseless massacre. My prayer is that we all reach out and offer comfort to those around us. We can each touch a heart and help begin the healing process. How are you coping?
“Greater love hath no man than this, that a man lay down his life for his friends.” (in Victoria’s case, her 1st grade students) John 15:13
THEN JOY STEPPED IN by Wilhelmina Stitch
Said she, ‘I will not live with grief from morrow unto morrow. My heart cries out for some relief, ‘Good-bye, my little sorrow.’
She closed the windows of her home and pulled down every blind. ‘I’m going forth, ‘ she cried, ‘to roam. You, Grief, can stay behind.’
‘And I’ll be gone the livelong day, expect me back to-night.’
Grief wanly watched her go away into the warmth and light; With quickened step and brightened eyes she mingled with the throng.
Instead of pale Grief’s moans and sighs she heard Endeavor’s song. She saw a sister, crossed the road and asked her how she fared:
Then helped to lift her heavy load and in the burden shared.
Throughout the day Self was suppressed whilst Service took its place. When she returned at night to rest – of Grief there was no trace!
But Joy stepped forth and sweetly said, ‘May I now be your friend instead? via grief.com
In times of great distress or sadness, people look for answers, heroes, and ways to help. We ask lots of questions… Why did Adam commit such a heinous act? Why the children? Why the staff at Sandy Hook Elementary School? We might not have the answers, but we can find comfort in the brave effort made by several staff members of Sandy Hook school. 1st grade teacher, Victoria Soto, gave her life so her students might live. She tried to shield her students and usher them into a closet when the gunman entered her classroom. RIP courageous staffers... RIP to the 20 children and all the adults. Offer someone a hug or a comforting word… More below