We had the memorial today for the lady who died recently. Her name was Karen. If you think of her family, please pray for them. Karen's death was very unexpected & i think the family is having a hard time.
In some ways i believe death should be a celebration. It is opening the door to be in the presence of God. I think we don't reflect on this enough.
But the hard part of death is for those of us left, & the ongoing loss & promise cut short.
Karen was only 56. Her daughter is not yet married, & her younger son is soon to be married. There are grandchildren there she will never know or influence.
I think this idea of loss came home to me clearly for the first time this week. I've had loss before. I've lost several near & dear friends whom i miss very much. That i can't pick up the phone & chat with them or go to lunch is difficult. But in many ways a near loss, brother/sister/parent has not occurred in my life.
A couple of days ago i posted the pics of some pink glads that had originally been sown by Duane's sister Laura. I know of Laura. I've seen her pics & know her birthday was 4th of July. Duane does not often speak of her, & his mom only on rare occasion. Laura was married, but had not yet had children when she died.
Somehow those glads made Laura real to me in a way she never had been before. And i was aware of the sense of loss. I would have had a sister in law. Nieces &/or nephews (grandchildren for my MIL) unborn. A sister to garden with. Conversations never spoken. A big loss i had never truly understood before.
Obviously Duane has had more loss than i, close personal. First his dad had a brain aneurysm that robbed him of his senses, then his sister died, then his dad actually died.
But somehow, today & this week i've been thinking of loss in the loss of promise & potential.
But my MIL & i think Laura is caring for Kaylee in heaven. My MIL says Laura loved children.