It’s been awhile since I posted anything here; my husband and I were up in Scotland. I loved the wild beauty of the Highlands.
It was a summer break from home, and without good internet connections for much of the time, I left aside this blog – and virtually everything else. But you know the song, “love is all around us, everywhere we go”? I kept singing a revised refrain to myself: “grief is all around us, everywhere we go.” Whether it was an ancient graveyard or monument, or a contemporary “memory tree” for babies in the Inverness Botanical Gardens, the paths I walked on carried echoes of countless grieving men and women through the years. Their love for the ones they had lost was palpable.
In those circumstances, with so many reminders, I did not feel so alone in my own grief. I hope you too will feel a little comfort today, realising that you are not alone in the struggles of coping with a life-changing loss, and that this path, though long and painful, can be survived.
Grief is all around us, but so is love.