Poetry Friday: “God’s Grief”

With everything happening in the world right now, I’ve been thinking of these words of Genesis 6: The Lord regretted that he had made man on the earth, and he was deeply grieved. The first time grief is ever mentioned in the Bible, God is the one who is doing it. Only six chapters intoContinue reading “Poetry Friday: “God’s Grief””

On Wearing Black

As soon as the weather got above 50 degrees here in New England, my kids started wearing shorts. My youngest transitioned to sleeveless dresses. My boys raided the large Tupperware bins in the closet, pulling out tie-dye t-shirts and basketball shorts, convincing me they really weren’t cold at all when they played outside with bareContinue reading “On Wearing Black”

Waiting for Reopening

Last week, our governor released Massachusetts’ reopening plans, and our whole family sighed with disappointment. While coronavirus infections have slowed here in the Commonwealth, numbers are still high enough that Phase 1 of our state’s reopening plan looks little different from a stay at home order. For now, change will come at a pace thatContinue reading “Waiting for Reopening”

Poetry Friday: “The Thing Is”

After a tough week, these are the words I have needed. Encouragement to pursue love and life, even as I think, “How can a body withstand this?” I love the way that Ellen Bass describes receiving life in the midst of grief. No flushed cheeks or starry eyes. That kind of love is from aContinue reading “Poetry Friday: “The Thing Is””

Poetry Friday: “All You Who Sleep Tonight”

After seventeen years of marriage, sleeping alone in our bed evokes a deep, intimate loneliness. I miss Rob every time I turn off the light and slip beneath my blankets. Since he died, many nights I just can’t do it. I grab a sleeping bag and pillow and camp out for the night on theContinue reading “Poetry Friday: “All You Who Sleep Tonight””

When Despair Speaks

Many people who mourn don’t feel they can admit the darker parts of grief. The days they don’t get out of bed. The feelings of anger or hopelessness or desperation. Oftentimes, when a grieving person tries to share these darker places, his or her feelings are diminished or silenced by others. “There’s always hope,” we’reContinue reading “When Despair Speaks”

The One Who Lost Her Husband

“Oh, you’re the one who lost her husband,” she says as I introduce myself and shake her hand. “Yes, that’s me,” I reply. I wonder now if she caught my name, or if this single event in my life will be my defining feature, the one thing she remembers each time she sees my face.Continue reading “The One Who Lost Her Husband”

Reteaching Loveliness

My youngest daughter adores pigs. What began as an obsession with Peppa Pig cartoons has grown through the years into a full-blown love affair with swine. She owns a full pig costume, complete with snout, ears, and pig slippers. She fawns over adoptable pot bellies on Petfinder.com. She sleeps in a bed invaded by anContinue reading “Reteaching Loveliness”