“Each death laid a dreadful charge of complicity on the living; each death was incongruous, its guilt irreducible, its sadness immortal; a bracelet of bright hair about the bone. I did not pray for her, because prayer has no efficacy; I did not cry for her, because only extroverts cry twice; I sat in the … Continue reading Each Death…
Grief
Time Is Ungovernable…
“Time is ungovernable, but grief presents us with a choice: what do we do with the savage energies of bereavement? What do we do with the memory - or in the memory - of the beloved? Some commemorate love with statuary, but behavior, too, is a memorial, as is a well-lived life. In death, there … Continue reading Time Is Ungovernable…
Loss, Grief, and Solitude
I don't have much to offer right now. The past few days have been fraught with sad news. My best friend buried her Grandfather (It took a few days for the body to be flown out of the United States to its final resting place.), and the other is burying her father, who passed away … Continue reading Loss, Grief, and Solitude
Perhaps Some Day…
"Perhaps some day the sun will shine again,And I shall see that still the skies are blue,And feel one more I do not live in vain,Although bereft of you. Perhaps the golden meadows at my feet,Will make the sunny hours of spring seem gay,And I shall find the white May-blossoms sweet,Though You have passed away. … Continue reading Perhaps Some Day…
Discussions of Funerals and Such
Today is the funeral of a friend of the family who died as a result of Covid 19. My brother is there now, and there's nothing I can do except be encouraging, even though it puts me into the headspace where I relive every funeral I've ever been to. Funerals aren't usually anyone's cup of … Continue reading Discussions of Funerals and Such
New Moon In Scorpio 11.15.2020
Today is also my Uncle's 68th birthday. He's been gone nine years and I nearly broke down this morning when I looked at old photos saved on my laptop and phone. I miss you so much, Zio. Thank you for all the good lessons you taught me and the girls. Thank you for supporting my … Continue reading New Moon In Scorpio 11.15.2020
The Grave Itself…
"The grave itself is but a covered bridge,Leading from light to light, through a brief darkness!" -Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
There Is No Grief…
"There is no grief like the grief that does not speak." -Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Written by LISA MARINO-Molchanova 