HE IS NOT HERE
I was reading a post from a grief blog tonight that really
summed up a lot of the thinking I have had since Scott’s death. I often hear people say that they can’t
understand why Scott had to die so young and they wish they had the
answers. I also cannot understand why
Scott had to die so young, but I have not continually asked that question. Having the answer would not change the fact
that he is gone and having the answer would not take the pain away. I have inserted a section of the blog post
that I read because I think it so clearly explains what my grief journey looks
and feels like.
A
woman I have walked with following the murder of her daughter made one of the
most profound statements about grief I have ever heard. She was telling me
about all the answers and advice she was being bombarded with; How someone
seemed to send her some spiritual inspiration almost every day and how they
made great effort to explain and reassure her about the wellbeing of her
daughter. She said, "They don't understand. The bottom line is not why she
died or where she is today. The bottom line is SHE IS NOT HERE. I don't need
answers, I need to learn how to live with her not being here. Am I glad she is
in heaven? Certainly. But I still must look at an empty bedroom and live with a
chunk bitten out of my heart. Am I mad at God? Sometimes, but getting that worked
out does not let me hear her singing in the shower. Do I understand why bad
things happen to good people? A little bit, but I don't get to hug her when she
is upset or go walking with her at sunset. Grief is all about her not being
here and me learning to feel her presence anyway."
"I
don't need answers. I need someone who will be comfortable talking with me
about who she was and what she meant. I need friends who also miss her and tell
me they do. I need safe people who will not panic when I am still having bad
days this long after she was taken from me. I need people who will simply
understand the bottom line of grief is SHE IS NOT HERE."
http://www.thecarecommunity.com/GriefSafePlace/DougsBlog/tabid/63/mid/385/newsid385/99/Default.aspx
-- this is the web address for the rest
of the blog that this excerpt was taken from.
While I know that for others, their grief journey may look
completely different from mine and that does not make it wrong, it simply makes
it their journey. For me, it feels like
a waste of time to focus on why this happened or be angry at God. Do I get angry? Most definitely I get angry at the injustice
of his short life, that Jaelyn will live most of her life without her father,
and that I cannot share the rest of my life with him. I try to turn that anger into honoring what
was important to Scott and preserving memories of him for Jaelyn, myself, our
friends, and our family. I do not get angry at God, I cling to
Him. I do not think that I would have
the strength to face each day without Scott here, without the strength and comfort
that I draw from God, my family, and my friends
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