Friday morning was lovely. Friday morning was more than memorable.
Our breakfast table was graced with two precious people (a widow and a widower) whose lives have crossed path for the past twenty five plus years.
The tears flowed over waffles and blueberries as Michael and I listened in as they spoke in tender tones to each other sharing their personal story of loss, grief, regret and joy.
To lose a wife or husband is grievous and to not be able to share that grief only adds to the pain.
Perhaps this week you'll cross the path of someone who has lost their spouse. The best gift you can give them is to listen. Don't fix them but listen to them. Let them share their story. Ask them "how bad does it hurt today." You'll give them a gift of healing if you do.
What a beautifully set table to share with some precious people!
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Blessings, Lylah!
Thanks dear friend....:-)
ReplyDeleteA close, precious friend went "home" this past week leaving behind a husband and two daughters (19 & 21).
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Thanks for sharing.
your blog is so great... so happy to have found you... and roman? ADORABLE... xx
ReplyDeleteSo much wisdom for one who seems to be so young...been there and done that and you're exactly right...APPLAUSE to you and your hubby!!!
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