tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9999144.post8313972788369968903..comments2024-02-14T14:37:30.781-08:00Comments on Mother in Chief: Grief and liesMother in Chiefhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10096344221710006618noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9999144.post-86653858278674713392015-06-20T18:11:14.461-07:002015-06-20T18:11:14.461-07:00“My heart is broken,” I cried,
my tears indistingu...“My heart is broken,” I cried,<br />my tears indistinguishable from the sea,<br />as if I had cried the whole ocean.<br /><br />Whale rolled her great body,<br />so that I sank into one large eye, and she sang:<br /><br />“Love is a way of living.<br />Love is an empty box.<br /><br />Love is a web of diamonds,<br />that will catch you, and cut you if you struggle,<br />and then, dissolve, like the sparkles of light<br />on the waves of the ocean.<br /><br />Love is a fountain of light in the darkness.<br />Love is the darkness, beyond the blinding light.”<br /><br />As she and I sank, into the blackness below,<br />I knew the darkness was not for me -- not yet.<br /><br />I knew that I must, somehow, return to the light, <br />without being blinded, <br />and wrap myself in that net again, <br />without being cut. <br /><br />I shall fill that empty box, <br />with forgiveness, with memories, and with joy.<br />I shall imagine your hand in mine,<br />but only sometimes,<br />and I shall walk again in beauty,<br />and I shall live each day,<br />following the way of love.<br />Bryan Longhttp://econosystemics.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9999144.post-4176938222705174852015-06-09T10:04:58.607-07:002015-06-09T10:04:58.607-07:00Hi Suzanne, I am so sorry about Riley and your los...Hi Suzanne, I am so sorry about Riley and your loss. . .I am writing to tell you that I am with you on this most difficult of journeys. At times, i feel as though you have stolen the words from my lips or plucked the thoughts right out of my head (although you write them so much more eloquently than I ever could). I lost my 6 1/2 year old son, Caleb, on March 15th of this year and life as we knew it changed forever. The loneliness, the isolation, even when surrounded by the closest of friends and family, is staggering. I am just across the bay if you ever want to connect or I can just be a mother who is so grateful for the blog you write and the feeling you share. Eliza Welch Searsnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9999144.post-56505700197061619152015-05-11T12:24:57.357-07:002015-05-11T12:24:57.357-07:00one breath at a time.one breath at a time.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10523463216414831993noreply@blogger.com