Time is a healer; they say. When we grieve the loss of a loved one, nobody can pretend to know that pain. Although almost everyone has loved and lost someone dear to them throughout their own lifetime, each person that grieves goes through their own process and feels as though nobody has known pain like they are experiencing. There doesn’t ever seem to be the right words at those moments when we offer our condolences other than, “I’m sorry for your loss.” For what else can we say? We can’t compare our losses to someone else’s and we can’t pretend to know what they are feeling.
I know I have been to more funerals than I care to count, and for me the hardest part is paying condolences to the ones left behind because I feel that my words cannot do anything to alleviate what they must be experiencing. Yet we follow the protocol of giving condolences, sending flowers and cards because even in those moments when we feel our words can’t help, down the road when time passes and the griever can find a special part of their heart to lay their loved one to rest, they can look back and remember who was there for them, if only in silence.
Today is my step-daughter Sue’s birthday. Sue passed away in March of this year and as a single mom, she left her two boys behind. I wrote a few posts here in March about that time my family lived through and today, four months later, I am acknowledging her birthday.
My husband and I are taking the boys to visit their mom today. I told them I would pick up flowers to bring for all of us and the eldest replied, “I don’t want to take flowers that die.”
I stood in thought for a moment and then I retorted with, “How about we buy a flowering plant and take a little gardening tool with us and plant something that keeps blooming and coming back every year?”
The boys were elated and then the younger one added, “We would love that, let’s make sure they are pink, you know how Mom loved pink.”
Photo: desktopnexus.com
A tiny gesture can fill a big hole.
DGKaye©2014
I’m so sorry for your loss xo This tribute is lovely though heartbreaking and I send hugs.
(PS I will call you Debby from now on xo)
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❤ Thank you Christy. You are too sweet. Life isn't always good times. I'm a nonfiction author and I write raw, so in a real world I share my good and bad for people to identify with. 🙂
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I know that Sue would be proud of this post, Deb. You keep her memory alive so well xo Sending love as I came back to reread this one.
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Thanks kindly Christy for your warm thoughts and passing by to read. 🙂
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Touching and Delicate. Blessings to Sue, always. Thank you D.G.
Aquileana.-
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Thanks for your kind words dear Aq. ❤
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Debbie, I am so sorry for your loss, too. And for those precious boys left behind. You are so wise to recognize no one can know what another person is feeling or how they grieve and heal… if they ever heal.
There is one thing that always helps someone who is grieving and that is knowing you your care by showing up. If you visit a grieving family and can’t think of something to say… say nothing. Let them see you… see your face. That picture is pretty down the road.
What a beautiful gesture for the boys wanting a living plant. Seems they are very wise, too. I wish I could say something to help. Just know that I care, Debbie! Lots of hugs for all!
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Thank you Mary for your kind words and thoughts. It was lovely of you to comment. 🙂
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What a beautiful way to remember a mother, step-daughter and daughter. Hugs and prayers.
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Thank you so much 🙂 ❤
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Makes me sorrow all over again to know she left behind two boys. I just love the planting idea. What a gift to them. You know how I feel about all those words flying at those who grieve, Deb. But planting flowers like that would be such an amazing gift to them.
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Thanks Di. Yes, and so I wrote, there are never appropriate words, showing up speaks for itself. We planted the flowers and told funny stories and even managed to have some smiles. Thank you. ❤
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PREcious. Just precious you were able to celebrate her that way. I’m impressed by the wisdom with which you handled that day.
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Well thank you kindly. 🙂
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A living plant for memories still alive – love it! Your ending is poignant and true: A tiny gesture can fill a big hole. On our master bathroom wall is a framed relief print with the words “No act of kindness however small is ever wasted.” I try to practice what it preaches.
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Thanks Marian. I wrote that ending and only when I reread it I realized how big that statement was and how metaphoric it was. I speak of kindness a lot. In fact this is the quote I wrote at the back of my new book Meno-What? A Memoir — “For every kindness, there should be kindness in return. Wouldn’t that just make the world right?”
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Yes, indeed!
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🙂 Thanks for sharing.
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All the firsts after a passing are heartbreaking, not that the seconds are much easier. You are lucky the site allows plantings. Many do not. I prefer plantings myself but they are mostly outlawed.
To all the family, sorry for your loss. ❤
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Thanks for your words Tess. And P.S., lol, we never asked, we just dug . . . Ooops? ❤
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❤ ❤ ❤
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Sweet gift to these boys, Debby. How hard this must be for them. I’ve worked in bereavement for a while, and I err on the side of stepping right up to people with my heart open. If they deflect (and that rarely happens), it’s OK. They know I know and care. I look people in the eye, hug them or hold their hand, and simply say, “I’m sorry.” As you say, grief can be an isolating experience and we don’t know what another is going through, but I can always try. So I say to you and your husband and your grandsons that I am so, so sorry.
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Thank you again Elaine for your kindness. I know that’s how you are and I am the same, in that I feel I have to say something in those moments of people’s grief. I just feel as though it can never be enough, but deep within I know it counts, even if not at that moment, but when one remembers who was there.
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You are such a blessing…especially to have the wisdom and grace to make such a precious memory for those boys. I am quite sure they will never forget it. Even more, it is a truly beautiful way to show your love and remembrance of Sue’s legacy of love for her children… ~ Sending huge hugs and lots of love… ❤ !
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Thanks for your always kind words my sweet friend. 🙂 ❤
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impressive and emotional… our loved ones who passed-away, suddenly or slowly, continue to live in our hearts… courage, strength and serenity!
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Thanks Melanie for your kindness. 🙂
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*hugs*
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❤
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DG, Thinking of you and those boys, Posting an angel note for all of you. What a beautiful thing to do. You gave those boys a little bit of joy on what must have been a very hard day. ❤
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Thanks so much Annie for your loving words. You are a doll! xo
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How did I miss this one? What a bad friend I am! What an amazing tribute. You never sieze to amaze me! I am so blessed to know you and your heart!
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Debbie,
A beautiful tribute to your sister. And I love how her boys knew what their mom wanted. Loved the sensitivity that went into this piece.
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Thank you Melanie for your thoughts and digging through older posts. Please note, it wasn’t my sister, it was my step-daughter. 🙂 Thank you.
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Thanks Anne for reading. It’s interesting that you are the second person to comment on this older post today and both of you thought it was about my sister, when in fact it was a tribute to my stepdaughter. I really appreciate you visiting. 🙂
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Sorry I got it wrong about who it was for. Still it was a beautiful tribute.
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Yes, and I thank you again Anne. 🙂
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In the Jewish tradition the way to pay your condolences to the family of the bereaved is to wish them long life. This approach seems to avoid the difficulties you write about. Also, thank you for liking ‘Paper Bag Treasure’ on A Holistic Journey.
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Thank you Malcom for visiting. You are correct. The post your read was written back in March when my husband’s daughter passed (Catholic). I recently wrote a post on the passing of my mother (Jewish). 🙂
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Beautiful, sensitive, heartbreaking. Your sentiments and actions as recounted here could not be more healing and comforting. Thank you for this.
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Thank you kindly Margaret for your words and your time for reading. 🙂
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A lovely memorial post, DG. Hugs.
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Thank you so much for reading and dropping by Teagan. 🙂
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What a beautiful, but heartbreaking post. I’m so sorry for your loss, and hope you find peace each day.
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Thank you Mary, for your kind words, and for reading. 🙂
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Really liked your post. I believe our presence speaks loudly to those who have lost a loved one. And since we are all so different, we really don’t know what they are going through even though our experiences may be similar. I find one thing that grievers like to do is share memories of their loved one, because one of their deepest fears is that he/she will be forgotten. I’ve never had someone who’s grieving unable to share a story about the one who has died.
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Thanks so much Anne for sharing here. And yes, perhaps the tribute we write or speak about our lost loved ones serves as a keepsake for our own memories.
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And I’m sorry for your loss.
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Hi I am trying to find the name of the pink flower that you brought to your step daughter’s burial. It is so beautiful. If you can give me the name I would really appreciate it. Thanks sorry for your loss
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Thank you. I’m not really sure what they were; possibly begonias or petunias.
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How lovely that you were able to adjust to your grandson’s needs. Planting flowers is a great way for kids to grieve. Cooking her favorite meal together is another active one. I’m so sorry for the loss. It takes a long time to adjust to the hole left by grief.
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So very true D. Thank you kindly for stopping by and reading, and commenting. 🙂
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My daughter died in March too. She didn’t have any children. I bought your book today and am looking forward to reading it.
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Thanks so much for visiting again Cathy. And again, I’m sorry for your loss. I know very well how hard it is on those left behind. Thanks for your interest in my book. ❤
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What a beautiful thing to do and it has obviously helped the children that the plant will keep reflowering. They can nurture it.
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Thanks so much Tracey for visiting and leaving your kind words. 🙂
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