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Grief and Love, Love and Grief

I don’t know if it is an age thing or a time in which we live thing, or if it is just me, but love and grief mingle quite a bit these days. I miss the days of wonder where the gratitude and love would overwhelm me. Where life was so giving that I felt like I might float away on a giant cloud.



It’s easy at these times of longing to wonder what I am doing “wrong” or “not good enough” that these moments have gone away. These questions can be the easiest place to go for answers.



Except, as I have sat with those that suffer, I can’t help but see they are doing everything in their power to do their best. As the tears flow, I cannot imagine asking them to do more. Their sacrifice is clearly great. It is clearly enough.


It is in these sacred moments of sorrow that my love mingled with grief grows greater and the longing for the overwhelm gets tricky. I wouldn’t want to trade these sacred moments of witness for anything.


J.R.R. Tolkien wrote, “The world is indeed full of peril, and in it there are many dark places; but still there is much that is fair, and though in all lands love is now mingled with grief, it grows perhaps the greater.” So, grief is welcome. Love is allowed. I witness they are enough so maybe I am enough. All is well.

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