It’s not lost on me that the holidays are one of the most emotional times for those who are grieving. I can only imagine the complex emotions during this time of year — joyous celebrations slightly bruised by the emptiness of your loved one who is not there in the flesh at your side.
In 2002, I lost a close childhood friend to complications following a car accident. It was the first time I experienced the loss of someone close to me, and it’s a pain that runs deep. There is a poem that I discovered after his passing, and it continues to give me comfort with each loss since his, or anytime grief bubbles over.
In a rather wild experience, I even had a dream once that vividly acted out this poem. It was surreal! I experienced my physical body taking on every line in this poem. I woke up with the greatest calm I may have ever experienced in my life. Honest to God, never before, nor since, have I experienced such a calm. It was pure peace.
For those who may be grieving, I wanted to share this poem with you in hopes that it too may offer a layer of comfort.
Do Not Stand At My Grave And Weep
Do not stand at my grave and weep
I am not there. I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow.
I am the diamond glint on snow.
I am the sunlight on ripened grain.
I am the gentle autumn rain.
When you awaken in the morning’s hush
I am the swift uplifting rush
Of quiet birds in circled flight.
I am the soft stars that shine at night.
Do not stand at my grave and cry;
I am not there. I did not die.
– Mary Elizabeth Frye
Are there any poems or quotes that help you through grief? Leave a comment below, or email firstname.lastname@example.org