Though she is always whispering through our hearts and minds, some days we say her name often and other days, we do not. I know I have multitudes of memories flashing throughout my sleeping and waking moments, but they seldom find breath. I know Charlotte does, also. Of course, Don.
Emily…Emily…Emily…
When one of us sighs; when Don runs his hands through his hair; when I notice I am rocking or stroking my arm; when Charlotte knits furiously as if her life depended on it- these are all manifestations of memories unspoken.
“One of the most important spiritual tools we have is memory. Memory is an act of resurrection: it brings life back into being. Through our memories those we loved remain forever alive to us. Within our memories our ancestors communicate with us, bringing all of their past wisdom into our present moment. Memory is the foundation of faith. It creates a vision, a projection, of what we experienced from our past into our future. Memory reminds us of what we have learned. So let us remember on this day made for remembering and by so doing release the power of love that waits in our memory.”
Steve Charleston
My wonder is – when will the memories cease bringing me pain and lead me in the direction of joy? I await this resurrection.
5 thoughts on “Awaiting the Resurrection”
I imagine you will have live through the sorrow of memories just as long as it takes you..hopefully you can have a bit of joy from them at times
It's funny that we say Emily three times in a row. I do that often. Grieving takes time and we just have to patiently wait it out but you are well on your way with finding quotes like the one you just shared with us. Everything is as it should be.
There's so much love in your family of 4, even now. (from Susan J)
It’s a slow progression, but at some point , you’ll find that you’ll laugh at a memory instead of cry. Eventually there will be more smiles & laughs than tears… but grief isn’t linear. So one day you’ll be driving down the road & you’ll be balling your eyes out again. But always look for the signs from her… it’s such a comfort to know they are near even though you know in your heart that she’ll always be near. And keep talking about her, always talk about her. 🩷🩷🩷
Start your memory journal.
Dream catch the essence of one moment memory. Put yourself in that time. Remember yourself in that moment, at that time, experiencing it as timeless and free of the present.
Write single words for that memory – who, what, where, when – smell, touch, taste, sight, sound. Leave the rest of the page for the right time to remember more.
When it is the right time, invite your closest loved ones to add their single word remembrances to your remembrances.
These threads will knit your collective narratives about the memory. As they collect and grow, these many moments will become timeless and treasured storytellings that breathe warmly through your united souls. (Carry Sachse-Hodder)