Posted by tina on November 18, 2002, at 18:27:48
In reply to sad or depressed? no need to respond., posted by BeardedLady on November 17, 2002, at 14:26:11
....taken from a story written by Mary J. Worden
As I walked past the kitchen bulletin board I glanced at our family picture. I was surprised by the sudden intense pain the almost doubling over kind from those first days of grief, after my husband Jim's death. Somehow there are not enough words to describe the great varieties of pain.Sometimes the evil behind death peers through, and it seems such a horror. It makes me wish I were a screamer.
One big component of the pain is fear- a fear that this experience of pain may not be momentary but might settle down on me as a permanent condition, an incurable disease, an overwhelming and unmoving cloud cover. This time it's got me and it may never let me go. BUT I know that I need to keep reminding myself in the midst of the pain, that I can acknowledge it and give in to it because it ISN'T a life sentence.
Weeping may remain for a night,
but rejoicing comes in the morning.
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