Marquita and I met with a couple we have known for years… who is grieving the very recent loss of their daughter. And we could recognize ourselves in their moments of grief. We could see same those things we went through… even though it is different and everyone is different… we all shared in something. And it was good to be there… (and good coffee and sweets.) It was something I needed.
Members of a club no one wants to join.
We stayed very late… and could have stayed later if we all didn’t have to work today.
I realized how healthy it could be to meet with other parents who have survived their children… to sit and talk about anything… to listen… to share… or just to be there. And so I am starting to look for others of us to gather. If you know anyone here on the mountain… let them know that we need them, and they may need us.