Sex, Love, and the Sacred

Recently I heard an old song I knew all the words to when growing up. The main chorus was, “I just need your love tonight.”  The lead singer was quite clear about his intentions. He simply wanted her love for the night, nothing more. I wondered why he bothered to say love; it was obvious he only wanted sex. Was he confused or was he trying to confuse the young lady?

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.