Good grief?

Today I got a glimpse into a woman’s life.  She has been distraught after the unexpected deaths of both of her sons (two separate incidences).  She dropped off her diary with us and I reviewed a few pages.  I feel blessed for having that opportunity.  It makes me think.... 

I thought about people’s hidden sorrows.  If you met this woman on the street, she is lively and friendly, one would never know her pain.  Earth is the Hell, isn’t it.  People can be so stricken with sadness here… some even look for it, some even embrace it!  What is it all for?

I recall working a case where two young boys (about ages 7 and 9) were killed in a house fire.  I remember looking over the photographs of the scene… their small, charred bodies had curled into fetal positions.  What were they thinking as they tried to hide from the heat?  Had God pulled their spirit from them early so as to spare them the terror and pain? 

To walk through life carrying all the events which (we) either endured personally or witnessed from another perspective, and the grief can weigh (us) down. 

Being in the “Now” can seem so emotional at times - can you be too in the “Now”?

I think about all the stress around me now.  It isn’t happening to me – but to people I care about and love… so I still stress – I stress for them.

So, we are here to learn from it all – education through experience.  And we’re here to help each other… and I find myself wishing I had pursued my passion (psychology) – I would have loved to reach people in that way.  I’m 44 now – too late for me.