1/31/2020 0 Comments
About: A Peace In Progress
In recent years, I have discovered that grief is an oft misunderstood infirmity that only the suffering can absorb. Like other afflictions, sympathy can be offered, but no other soul can carry our sorrow for us. Even then, solitude can serve as both friend and foe to the bereaved. One moment, the passion of sweet memories wraps its arms around us like a comforting blanket, while the sharpness of loss pierces our consolation the next. Through it all, there is little our loved ones can do except try to keep us warm, remind us to eat, and prompt us to believe that we will survive this agony.
A Peace in Progress is a personal journal written during the first year of my passage through the foggy gloom of grief after my husband’s death in the Fall of 2005. Though there was no escaping the waves that crashed over me, I found that I could move from the throbbing ache of unbearable sadness to the viable and familiar process of living by surrendering my thoughts to the hope that endures even through the pain of death.
In the years since, it has become my desire to share my journey with the anticipation that others will find some comfort in its pages. As others pursue the cessation of their own, personal, and individual inner conflict, I pray that they will be able to reconcile the shadows filled with the silhouettes of times past and move from melancholy to hope to confidence. Somewhere along the way, I pray that each and every traveler will come to experience the peace that grows brighter with each step they take into the joy of living, again.
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