Sunday, December 9, 2007

my sorrow

I've spent the weekend reflecting on the loss of my mom's cousin and his wife. They died in a horrific traffic accident on Friday evening. The type that makes the news.

Like so many, in the last decade or so, I've only seen them at the funerals of others, and the small bits I knew about them recently was from the Christmas cards with smiling faces of their grandchildren.

The accident happened on the way to visit their daughter and her family across the state. Which to me makes it so much worse.

I can't imagine. Comprehend. Understand. Fathom. It makes me a bit hysterical thinking about it. And angry.

My mom mentioned that she'd never been to a funeral for two people before. And that tonight she was afraid on the roads.

Two years ago, my cousin lost her mom on December 26th. She's an only child and had lost her father as a child. I can't imagine being parent-less.

I keep adding to the list of people for whom the holidays are beyond difficult. :(

I am swept away with gratitude for my healthy family & friends.


Darly Dolittle said...

There is always something to be thankful for. I know the struggles. My brother went into the hospital just 3 days before Thanksgiving and never came home. He died on Jan 4th. It was the begining of the end of my entire families carefree holiday celebrations. I don't know how my parents made it.

Darly Dolittle said...

So sorry to hear of your families loss. You are all in my prayers.

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