Five years ago today Joanne died. She went from alert at 6:00 a.m to death at 9:00 a.m. In her dying days she had the gift of lucidity. That gift allowed her to appreciate and absorb the tremendous outpouring of affection and gratitude directed to her. It made clear the significance of her impact on the world. She was loved and appreciated by very many persons. She was fortunate to be able to hear, see and read the tributes. It was after seeing the video of our congregation, Grace University Lutheran, singing happy birthday to her on her Easter birthday that she remarked "I never knew dying could be so glorious."
Today I visited her grave again. The large snowbank covering it yesterday melted overnight. Her choice to be buried in Sinai makes such visits convenient when I am residing at The Little House. The sun was out, the air warm and the birds were singing. Kaia was outside the cemetery prospecting for pheasants. It was lovely.
Often I've mentioned to the recently bereaved that, with time, those random things that trigger paroxysms of grief become less frequent. They also lose some intensity. Yet, the ache of absence continues.
Five years on, life continues to be full and meaningful. Blessed with relationships: family, friends and now, even new ones given my residence in the OFH, provide the hope that carried me through the depths of initial grief into meaningful daily life. Blessed, as I am, with strength, health and adequate means life is good..sooooooooooo much for which to be grateful.
Takk for alt,
Al
Joanne Elizabeth (Hanson) Negstad, April 1, 1936-April 12, 2018.
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Joanne was an intelligent & caring woman. I was honored to know her.
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