In Memory

It’s been a while.

Three years to be exact.

I remember that awful afternoon. The phone call. The tears. The numb shock. The desperate hugs. The tears.

Drowning in tears.

A sea of tears, waves of grief.

Slowly the sun came out again. The sea dried up to a brook, a little stream of sadness in a grief dried land. And the sun shone.

It was one year.

Then two.

And now three.

We still grieve. The salty stream of sadness still flows. But it flows in a grateful land. Blooming with flowers of love and green with the plants of healing.

In memory-Judith, Lani, Rose.