Tomorrow marks one year. I don’t want to dwell on it here, because I feel like it’s not my pain and somehow, by writing about it too much, I somehow act like it is.
Don’t get me wrong: I feel pain. We all do.
But it’s nothing to what my sister-in-law and his daughters feel.
So I am posting this merely to ask for your prayers in a special way in the coming days. It has been a rough holiday season, I know, though they haven’t mentioned it. And after a year, the pain is different but still very, very there.
And we remember that.
I’ve learned a lot about my late brother-in-law in the last year. My respect and regard for him have grown. And, for some reason, I feel quite a bit of regret about that, that I didn’t take time, make time, have time in the 38 years he was with us to explore him further.
Mary, Mother of Sorrows, be a mother to us now.
Wishing you and your family much joy in the new year.
I remember sharing the loss of your brother in law with you. I remember praying for him and for his family… may they be given an Epiphany gift of (some) healing and hope. Blessings. dt
Sarah,
I’ve followed these beautiful, poignant posts about your brother in law, and never cease to be moved to tears. Thank you for the reminder to turn to Mary in our sorrows.