I thought it was just the weather; we'd had four straight days of rain.
But when I read Kat Duffey's poem late that evening, I realized I was also mourning the loss of life in Virginia.
When we suffer trauma or loss, in order to heal, we need to share our story, or bear witness, of that loss.
My profound thanks to Kat for writing and sharing her poem "the moment". For in doing so, she has given voice to our own stories of loss. And as we mourn together, we too shall be comforted.
what is this part of us that yearns to “mourn with those that mourn?” that aches to touch the pain of so many so far away whom we do not know? it stretches forth from us – a silken thread of connection weaving a cloth of sympathy to help absorb the tears of those who were closer than we. we stand back – we dry our empathy – we draw a sigh of relief… “there but for the grace…” we say – feeling safe. feeling spared. for the moment.
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