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Navigating My Grief- Sailing
We never know where we will find our loved ones. When I am sailing I find Jonah in the fluid shapes of clouds, the shimmer of sunlight on the waves, the vastness of the ocean. Immersion in nature is so healing. I know he is a part of it and I feel his presence keenly when I am on the ocean.
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Missing Jonah on Every Holiday
I had a fabulous 4th of July celebration with my family–my 3 granddaughters romping in the pool with their parents, discovering all the toys in the playroom I furnished for them from FB Marketplace, eating takeout that Todd prepared from the inimitable Starving Artist Cafe in Stockton, NJ. And yet, Jonah was missing. He is the tiny hole in the fabric of my joy. And it will always be this way. My joy is always tinged with sorrow.There is a Japanese concept known as wabi-sabi. It is term that acknowledges the impermanent and the incomplete. My joy is wabi-sabi, but so is my grief.