When my father died twenty years ago this August, there were
things my mother did that I didn’t really understand or appreciate at the time.
He died Tuesday evening when I was returning to our home after being with him. I
arrived home to hear the news. We packed and returned to Richmond that night.
On Wednesday, Mamma directed Jeff and some others to take up all the plywood
that had been laid on the floor to make Daddy’s wheelchair move around more
easily. The hospital bed was removed immediately and their twin beds put back
up. She said that it was because people would be coming over. It felt to me as
though she were cleaning out reminders of my father’s illness and his last
days. She also stopped wearing her wedding ring.
Over this past year, I have come to understand this some and
appreciate my mother more. I too began moving furniture around and making
changes in the house. I also stopped wearing my wedding ring. Only one person
has ever asked me about it. My reply was that I had kept my wedding vows until
we were parted by death. It wasn’t until quite some time had passed that I
realized I had done similar things as my mother.
We all grieve in our own ways. Some people keep everything
the same, and others do as my mother and I did. The legend of the phoenix is
that the baby bird rises from the ashes of the old bird. Over this year, and I’m
sure for a while yet to come, I have needed to stir the ashes of our life
together in order to get a sense of the new life that will arise. I have
glimpses of that new life. What it will be I do not yet know in full but I have
hope as I wait for it.
Revelation 21:3-5a
And I heard a loud voice from the
throne saying, “See, the home of God is among mortals. He will dwell with them
as their God; they will be his peoples, and God himself will be with them; 4he will wipe every tear
from their eyes. Death will be no more; mourning and crying and pain will be no
more, for the first things have passed away.” 5And the one who was seated
on the throne said, “See, I am making all things new.”
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