Until We Meet Again

Processing grief is such an individual expression. I have fortunately had the chance to unfortunately talk with other widows and hear their stories of walking out their loss. Every one of these women expressed a different process. Hearing their journey has taught me one thing: even in the similarities, grief is unique to the individual.

Never Lost

Recently I traveled two weeks by plane and various ground transportation. Several of my landings were at night, and I marveled at how the large clumps of city lights illuminated the vast darkness. As I got closer to the ground, the lights became more distinct yet the sheer number was overwhelming.

Direct Access

I used to be an Executive Assistant in a Fortune 500 company that almost every American is familiar with. Because the company is publicly traded, my boss’s name, salary, and bonuses were public knowledge. This made him fair game for anyone who had a service or sales pitch they felt sure he needed to hear.

Why

It’s a question we all ask throughout our lives. Our why moves from genuine curiosity, to questioning authority, and finally becomes a need to understand pain or the serious issues of life.

Sacred

When it comes to love, every human heart has the desire to be known, appreciated, valued. Yet it is becoming standard practice to be physically intimate before knowing who we can trust with our hearts. We grant access to the most intimate parts of our bodies, not realizing the heart longs for a much deeper intimacy.