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My Grandson  6-17-08







grief is a foreigner in my land. not very welcome as she is silent and longing. i know i must converse with her here, yet she does not respond. photos of my dreams flash and she turns them over as they will not come to be. she is way to calm, i feel at times, a tearing rage, momentary as it is. yet she sits calmly like a sitter waiting for a child to behave. grief is patient, allowing one to wallow in one’s sorrow, as long as it takes. how long does it take? no answer. I guess it is what it is.

i look around at the others here grieving. oddly everyone is different. different stages i guess, how can that be? no answer. they are who they are. i grieve for their loss. i cannot imagine their pain. it flashes across their faces, dims their eyes from time to time. i hurt for him, for her, for the lost.

in my head i know this fades. in my heart it cannot be imagined, the ending. numb, except for that pulsing ache at the center of me.

i grieve on.

Author: Hopeannfaith

Welcome, I'm Andrea ... HOPEannFAITH ... I write and take pictures as a way of expression. These are gifts given by a loving and indulgent Father, to a headstrong and stubborn daughter, with much to say. A semi-retired social worker/secretary, I now call myself a writer. I've published one internet article and written many blog posts. However, publishing does not make one a writer, anymore than taking a box camera to the park makes one a photographer. What makes one who and what they are? Well God for one ... formed me before the foundations of this world (Psalm 139); and many, many years after putting away my passion for wordsmithing and picture taking He gave it back ... in droves. I am a culmination of my choices and experiences. It is here that my experiences color the world in print and color. It is my goal to reach just one soul a day with love ... encouragement ... understanding or just letting that soul know that they are not alone where they are today. This is about creating ~ all of it. Creating a HOLY and SACRED place where the ugly truth can be healed and the beauty of a moment or a tear can brighten a day for the experience. Why HOPEannFAITH? Hopeannfaith is my inner child, and she is maturing, as she should have done all along. She is learning all about how Faith fulfills Hope. She is learning how to live. HOPEannFAITH ~ the wonder twins all wrapped up in one, me. These are my Journey Journals ~ written and visual. I welcome your company. I welcome your friendships. My Journey is in the light ~ although I have and will share the shadowy corners and the dark ~ so you know that you are never alone there. If we hold hands in the dark, and we walk, side by side, through the shadow, we will reach the Light together. In relationship with one another and with the Light. Blessings.

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