A Grief Observed

Tommy has lost a dear friend. Elena, the after school care worker who left earlier this year for cancer treatment, never returned.

Tommy and I talk about Elena, who had taught him sewing and finger knitting. She also played the piano, cared deeply about others, and had a daughter who became a missionary.

With his grief over Elena, other sorrows return. Tommy marvels again that Baby Eliot lived only 99 days http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=th6Njr-qkq0,
and tells me he has learned that some babies die before they’re born.

Again, I marvel that this little boy grieves so deeply over a child he never knew. Perhaps the poet John Donne can give us some insight:
“No man is an island entire of itself . . . . And therefore never send to know for whom the bell tolls; it tolls for thee.”

Tommy remembers my mother, and Leah, the toddler that his mother’s friends lost to a rare disease.

I remind Tommy how happy my mother was when he and his mom visited her. But as she got very old and sick, Mom’s joy in life gave way to melancholy. Is she not in a far better place now?

Perhaps Baby Eliot is sitting on Jesus’ knee.

And Elena’s not sick any more . . . .

“And God shall wipe away all tears from their eyes . . . .” Revelation 21:4


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