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Love Lives On

This week, our family lost a loved one. The funeral was heart-wrenching. An incredible light, gone far too soon. But joy too. Gratitude for having her, the delight she was on this earth. One thing I know from the service: love lives on.

For the nine hour drive to-and-from the funeral, rain pounded. Windshield wipers flailing, me squinting to see the road. The next day, when I was ensconced in the condo, rain soothed. Supported my reading a book. I mean, I started in the morning and finished the book by 4:00. I did nothing else but lie in bed and read, at peace with the sush of the rain.

When I heard of the death, I said to my family, “I don’t understand life,” so cruel was the loss. My husband said, “Our job isn’t to understand. It’s to be there for the family. To offer our love and support in anyway we can.”

There’s a reason I’ve been married to this man 25 years last Wednesday.

“God sends rain on the just and unjust alike.” Death comes to us all. It doesn’t mean I have to like it, and I don’t. I am not comforted by the sweet by and by. What I want is an avenue to understand the constant loss of those we love as anything other than a flawed system. A terrible design. A mistake. The answer, for me, is that love is stronger than the stalker Death. In us, in them, love lives on. The relationship continues; we are still threaded together. If we are open to their presence, they are still here. All we need to be with them is love.

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