So often I look back with regret to the times when I failed my friends.
I didn’t reach out when they were grieving and in need. I just didn’t know what to do or say! Now I do know, I learned on that terrible day when my son was killed. Now I understand just how I should have responded to my friends when they were in grief.
If I had the time again ……
I would go immediately to the home of my newly bereaved friend
I would hug and I would listen with my heart and I would offer no answers.
I would not forget the bereaved as the days and weeks passed.
I would offer to help out in small ways to simplify a life filled with confusion.
I would speak of the deceased openly, remembering the joy, the life and mentioning the name.
I would open myself to the pain.
I would share the sorrow.