I have a dear friend whose father is very sick. We are afraid he will not recover. I find myself wondering what I can do to help her when/if that happens.
Having a strong family support system is important when you loose someone you love. She has that. I've seen these families rally together before after a loss. They eat together and talk about their memories.
When we lost my Grandpa, my mom and her brothers attended the funeral and promptly went their own ways afterward. No meal. No memory sharing. No connection.
After we lost my Grandma, I asked my mom and my brothers to come by for a bit after the funeral. It just seemed so awful to just go to a funeral and while still dealing with the loss, find yourself even more empty afterward with no support. There was a time when I thought we would have what my friend has....
I am happy that when/if she experiences this loss, she will have people surrounding her with love and support. Most of all, I'm happy she and her family have the Lord in their life. He is their peace.
I implore you, if you need to reconcile with a loved one, do it now before it's too late.
Ephesians 2:14-16
For he himself is our peace, who has made the two groups one and has destroyed the barrier, the dividing wall of hostility, by setting aside in his flesh the law with its commands and regulations. His purpose was to create in himself one new humanity out of the two, thus making peace, and in one body to reconcile both of them to God through the cross, by which he put to death their hostility.
Sunday, August 5, 2012
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This is a post to make a person stop and think. Thank you.
Great post. It's after all the formal stuff is done that people need the support .
Awesome post, bless you.
Great post xxx
Ditto Beth. Great post. Have a good Monday.
Best wishes Molly
Oh such words of wisdom for us. It is so very true. I was estranged from my father for 20 years. Not because I did not love him. He was not a good man. He knew where we were I always told myself. I had planned on being brave and sending him a card/note that year, for real. He died. Massive heart attack. Alone. Found days later. Not pretty at all. He was very violent and unstable. He was still my father. Too late. Too late.
I can tell you are a loving and giving friend. she is blessed to have you.
Stella rose
It takes more than just you to mend the fences. That's the unfortunate part. I am sorry for your friend's loss and am glad she has family support and love with her.
Parsley,
I've always said wakes (viewings), funerals and memorials are for the ones left behind, the living. I've been to many and there is always a gathering of family and close friends afterwards, either at a restaurant or back at someone's home. I'm sorry your family wasn't there for each other to celebrate your grandparents life. The best thing you can do for your friend is let her know you are there whether she needs to talk, scream, cry or not. Everyone handles grief in their own way and time. No one can make it better for you.
Your last sentence echoes the theme of the post I wrote when my nephew died. http://www.fairfieldhousenj.com/2011/01/24/the-moment-that-matters/
You and your friend are in my prayers.
Love,
Deborah
FairfieldHouseNJ.com
I remember this post and my eyes filled with tears reading it again.
Amen to this - so true - try to be at peace with everyone. Life is so short and can end so fast. sandie
Melody looks just like our Disco who we adopted from the street too - but he is bigger. 16 pounds.
nice post thanks for sharing...saw your blog thrue other follower looking for to visit more...blessings
All you can really do in that situation is be there for the person grieving!
I wish my three living siblings would read this! Oh also my husbands siblings! Nut, nutty and nuttier! So sad! Without drama my hubby's siblings can't cope. My sibs just don't like each other! So sad.
This was beautifully written.
So many families have at least one "friction making" member...
Sometimes even "Just put up with them for an hour (or a day)" is hard...
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