Boom! It Happens!
While
driving past my turnoff to Shelley’s former residence last Saturday, I suddenly
had overwhelming sadness visit me. It was noon, and about that time, twelve
weeks ago, I was with her saying goodbye. She transitioned to heaven that day about
5:30. Tears came, but I quickly wiped them away and kept driving.
I was headed
toward lunch with two friends whom I met at one of the memory care facilities.
Their husbands were there. We connected instantly. Mr. H passed first, then,
two months later, Shelley did also. Mr. C is now in the process of transitioning.
My friends understood
my weepy condition. After lunch, we sat at the Olive Garden for three hours as
we shared hope and help for each other.
Later, with
an attempt to express emotion, I posted a statement on Facebook. I said, “Sadness
is an unwelcome surprise.” People began contacting me. “Are you okay?”
Yes, I’m
doing well. But I rock along thinking my grief is growing smaller, and then it
hits me again out of nowhere.
The hospice
company wrote me a letter and offered to talk anytime. They stated that the
first year is the hardest and grief will live with me.
I’m finding
that true.
A friend
whose daughter died thirty years ago said she continues to have unexpected
moments of sorrow.
How does one
prepare for the unexpected sadness?
I’m not sure
there is an answer to the question, but I have decided it will happen, so Gay,
don’t be surprised.
Grief comes
with loss. My heart breaks for citizens who lost everything in the California
fires. There are still multitudes of homeless people in North Carolina. My friends
lost beloved pets. Another one lost his job.
I Peter 5:7
reminds us to “cast our care on Him because He cares for us.” I’m placing my name in that verse. “Gay, cast
your care on Him because He cares for you.”
If you are
sad today, I hope you will find comfort from knowing you aren’t alone. There
are many of us out here, and we have an understanding. The Lord God is also caring about us and our
grief.
Why does He
allow misery? Well, that’s another story.
I only know
He cares. When the inevitable circumstances He allows come our way, He cares
when we grieve.
He
understands it. He experienced grief when He saw His Son endure the cross.