Some dear friends, Bert and Mike Turitz, lost their son Jason recently. I wrote this poem on their behalf:
It’s not supposed to be this way.
No mom or dad should have to say a final goodbye to their child.
Our son’s life journey was not supposed to be so short.
It’s not supposed to be this way.
But it is.
He is gone and we are left with a choice that will alter our lives forever.
We could refuse to allow our ripped hearts to heal.
We could keep our grief alive by reliving our pain every time we think or talk of him.
We could dwell on the birthdays we’ll never celebrate, the conversations we’ll never have, and the smiles we'll never see.
Or we could protect ourselves by banishing all thoughts and talk of him,
locking our memories in the basement of our minds.
But we will not abandon our son.
We will not dishonor his life
by draping in black every thought of the child, boy, and young man who blessed our lives in so many ways.
Our son had the spirit of an eagle
that must not be confined to a dark dungeon damp with tears.
We will let his eagle soar around, above, and within us,
a source of delight and strength, not a cause of despair or surrender.
It may take a while,
but we will smother our grief in gratitude.
We will honor his life by rejoicing in our good fortune that he was ours for a while.
We will move beyond our sorrow,
remembering all the funny, silly, and ridiculous things he did and the thousand moments of joy he gave us.
We will treasure what he left us and be thankful how he changed us.
We will choose to keep our son alive.
This is Michael Josephson reminding you that character counts.
If you or a member of your family has suffered a loss of a loved one, you might find comforting resources and helpful strategies at www.griefhaven.com.
In anticipation of the above funeral, I wrote this message on both my Commentary and CHARACTER COUNTS! Facebook pages:
Living through each day of pain and grief is a process that eventually unfolds into uncharted territory. Staying in the moment, living for five minutes at a time, is all that one needs to focus on. Not tomorrow, not next year, not even tonight. Just right now. Breathe deeply. Do soothing things...warm baths, warm milk, treat yourself as an infant. Comfort yourself. Do anything that makes you feel safe and comfortable, five minutes at a time. It will ease...in time.
Being able to handle the death of someone close to you involves internalizing a deeper understanding of life: we are not here forever. Losing someone close can feel as though life is so radically different for the one left behind that life as we knew it is over for us...unless we live each day loving those close to us and being grateful for their place in our lives, as temporary as it is.
Recently, I also received this message on my Commentary Facebook:
“Please help me. On 4/3/10 I lost my only beloved child, Ben, 27, to an overdose. I came home and found him. I am consumed by grief. It gets worse and worse as each day passes. His father passed away when he was 4 months old. I thought that was a difficult time. I have come to realize this is soooo much worse. I have great friends, we talk about Ben, they call, they try to keep me distracted. It seems all I do is cry, cry, and cry. I cry myself to sleep often. I feel no guilt, only joy for the time we had together.”
My reply:
You are in the midst of a horrible journey through grief, and the only way to survive it is to force yourself forward. There are many who want to help, but ultimately your emotional survival depends on your determination, against all your instincts to surrender, to muster the inner resources to accept your new awful reality and find new purpose.
To read some of my favorite poems on the grieving process, click here.