From my journal dated October 6, 2002:
They announced today at church that a lady from the church community died yesterday. “Dancing on the streets of gold in her red tennis shoes,” they said.
I’m sure she is!
She and her husband have two little boys, though, and the gal making the announcement today said that she had promised the husband the church would help raise them.
I wanted to say, “Please don’t make any promises you don’t intend to keep.” Not that I think the person making the announcement today doesn’t intend to keep her promises, but so many people don’t realize that this is just the beginning…the tip of the iceberg. The major stuff is still to come – learning to live without your loved one – and it goes on and on.
The initial meals and whatever are great. But then people tend to disappear. Everybody moves on and leaves you alone to do stuff by yourself and deal with stuff on your own. Maybe that’s just my perception. Maybe it makes a difference if you’re better connected, especially in a large church. I don’t know. I can only speak from my experience.
I hope they have all the support they need for a very long time…as long as they need it.