Death Begets Clarity and Grace
I went to Jennie’s
Memorial this past Saturday. I flew into Denver in the morning and flew out the
same day. It was sad but good for me because I think what Jennie would have
wanted is for me to think of her and feel encouraged. Her death has put everything
into perspective. I mourn a great friend but I carry with me her desire to make
each person feel special, loved, and most of all memorable in the face of all
that can happen.
One person who I hope
knows I feel this way is my boyfriend. I haven’t talked about him much but I
think I am ready to. First, I think I haven’t talked much about him to anyone
because I am scared. I haven’t loved anyone in the same way and I’ve been
living in fear that all this is setting me up for more heartbreak. However, in
light of recent events, I’ve decided to jump in with both feet. It isn’t like
the guy has ever made me doubt his love. Rather, he has been there for me in a
kind of quiet sincerity I’ve never encountered. I feel equal and respected,
loved and cared for, and I feel like I have found someone who grounds me. In keeping with this month’s theme, I thought
I’d share that I am really thankful for Dave.
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