There was a time during the depths of my grieving when I felt as if I were drowning. M and I went for a walk in nearby park. Here is an excerpt from Dancing Alone: Learning to Live Again where she helped me through the moment:
“M didn’t answer right away. Instead, she stopped and pulled out her iPhone, turning to the wild flowers just off the trail’s edge.
“I love wild flowers. I must take a photo,” she said. “They only come once a year. They give us their beauty if we are awake to appreciate their gift. They die in the fall, and spring forth again for their next growing season. Think God is sending us a message about life with the flowers?” She didn’t wait for me to answer. “Babe gave us her beauty, especially to you, and she gave it to all she met. Always be grateful for her gift, Ray. You don’t cry when the wild flowers die, you know there will be another season. God is telling you there will be another season.”
I couldn’t help myself as tears rolled down my cheeks. I embraced M. After a moment, I let go.
“Thank you. There will be another season,” I said, reassuring myself.”
Excerpt From
Dancing Alone: Learning to Live Again. Available in paperback and ebook formats from Amazon, Barnes & Noble, iTunes, and Kobo.
Ray Calabrese
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I’m so thankful there will be another season with my Mom. Thank you for sharing
Thank you for your beautiful words. There will be another season and I believe those we lost will smile and laugh and welcome us home. God bless. Ray
Amen. God bless you!
Oh my god, so touching …. beautiful words conveyed Ray. And New Year greetings to you xx
Thank you, Diana. For everyone, there always will be another season. Here’s wishing you a 2019 filled with all the good things life can offer. Ray