Journal entry by Joanne Negstad — Oct 8, 2018
Today I reread the post I wrote on March 20, the day she came home from the hospital and entered hospice care. It's less than 6, months ago, but also a lifetime. My mind buzzes at all that's transpired in these months, in moving from anticipating death to inhabiting the 'land of grief.' though, I was already in the land of grief when she went into hospice care. Life with the presence of absence had yet to begin.
Reading some of those earlier posts, I was reminded of the cascade of posts, letters, cards, calls and visits that buoyed her through those last days. Having that emotional support continued these months as I try to cope, fills me with deep gratitude. As she was dying and after her death, I was promised that I would not be forgotten, and I have not been. In the midst of my grief and sadness being accompanied in the land of grief is a great gift. Thank you!
Blessings,
Al
Reading some of those earlier posts, I was reminded of the cascade of posts, letters, cards, calls and visits that buoyed her through those last days. Having that emotional support continued these months as I try to cope, fills me with deep gratitude. As she was dying and after her death, I was promised that I would not be forgotten, and I have not been. In the midst of my grief and sadness being accompanied in the land of grief is a great gift. Thank you!
Blessings,
Al
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