Tuesday, December 1, 2020

Triggers!

     Denizens of  the land of grief know that unexpected triggers can unleash a flood of grief. The scent of Jurgen's Hand Lotion always make me think of my mother. As she planned her funeral service, Joanne also planned our wedding service. In 1964 it wasn't common for wedding services to be planned as a worship service but that's how Joanne arranged it. She included a litany and we were blessed by the presence of the Augustan College (now University) choir who sang "Now Thank We All Our God."  Roger Hatlestad played Frist Lutheran's great pipe organ, or, was Merle Pflueger the organist? Joanne's not here to ask. 😞 "Love Divine All Loves Excelling" was the processional hymn...and there's the trigger.

   Sunday mornings I like to play CDs of traditional Lutheran hymns sung by college choirs. Sunday the CD I played included "Love Divine All Love's Excelling." Yup! Grief time! Now, having lived in the land of grief for over two and a half years, there are fewer triggers but they still pop up. Then the presence of absence is real again. 

Takk for alt,

Al

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