We lost someone this week.
And it's not like we didn't see this coming. My friend had fought her illness bravely for six years. And yet....the shock is still immense and my heart is hurting.
The hardest part when we lose someone are those moments when all of a sudden, in the middle of the drive to soccer practice or a math lesson, it hits you all over again, as if you are realizing for the first time that your friend is truly gone.
Life, however, goes on. But Death--Death stops us and wakes us up and says, "Hey! Something happened here! Slow down and pay attention. And Remember."
I remember her quick smile and her grace and her passion for teaching little ones. I remember how much she cared and how much she believed.
And I find myself rushing, rushing, rushing (even more so than usual) to get all of the THINGS done that must be done so I don't fall BEHIND because this is the life that I lead. The life where there is always more to do than there is time for and the life that if I sit for one minute quietly, I agonize over the THINGS I am not getting done in that moment.
Yet this particular passing, this Death, brings me to a screeching halt. It makes me understand that it is impossible to get behind in Life. Life just goes on. It.just.does. And it's okay to stop and remember. Not only is it okay. It is necessary.
They say that those who pass live on in our hearts and our minds. And I think that might be true. But I also think that it is hard to plant a seed and nourish a young seedling of memory if the ground is unstable and ever moving.
A seed needs quiet and calm.
For those of use who have suffered the loss of a dear one, I am wishing us moments of comfort, calm, and peace this December.