Grief is so unpredictable.
Emptying a dishwasher, it crashes over me like an ocean wave.
Friends celebrate kids home from college, school being out and loved ones being together and all I can think about is the empty chair that will be at our table.
I have so much to be thankful for but I am deeply sad for what is missing. I miss our son. I miss his smile. I miss his voice and his silly jokes. I miss him picking at the turkey before it was time to eat. (Sigh)…
The empty chair waits for all of us who grieve. Thinking about sitting at the table of thankfulness without them is almost unbearable.
Please remember those who grieve as you celebrate with your healthy and living children.
And don’t forget to say Zack’s name to me. Please. Don’t be afraid to say it. I need to hear it. Because he is not forgotten.
And be gentle with all who are grieving this holiday season because the missing doesn’t go away.
The empty chair is there.