Because Acceptance is beautiful, and Heaven is overrated. The poetry and musings of Erin Monahan
Friday, April 7, 2006
There is a sacredness in tears. They are not the mark of weakness, but of power. They speak more eloquently than 10,000 tongues. They are the messengers of overwhelming grief, of deep contrition, and of unspeakable love.
More Washington Irving that I have found comforting since my son died.
ReplyDelete"Sorrow for the dead is the only sorrow from which we refuse to be divorced."
My heart goes out to you.