Wednesday, October 27, 2010

A Time to Dance


For everything there is a season, and a time for every matter under
heaven:

a time to be born, and a time to die; a time to plant, and a time to pluck up
what is planted;

a time to kill, and a time to heal;

a time to break down, and a time to build up;

a time to weep; and a time to laugh;

a time to mourn, and a time to dance;

a time to cast away stones, and a time to gather stones together;

a time to embrace, and a time to refrain from embracing;

a time to seek and a time to lose;

a time to rend, and a time to sew;

a time to keep silence, and a time to speak;

a time to love, and a time to hate;

a time for war, and a time for peace.

Ecclesiastes 3: 1-8

Today, my Aunt Eileen and I buried my grandma. She has been gone for over a year now and my aunt has had her ashes in an urn at her house. We finally felt it was time to lay her down to rest. It was a beautiful fall day, full of autumn breezes, one that my grandma would have basked in.

My aunt and I shared a lot of great memories and knew that grandma was laughing right along with us. One of the greatest things about her was that when she laughed, her shoulders shook up and down. Even if there was not a sound coming out of her mouth, her body was jiggling.

Right after my biological father died, my grandma and aunt went to a group meeting that they were told would help them cope with their loss. The group began by going around and making introductions. The first person they came to said, "My name is _____ and I have terrible anxiety. I can't even go to the grocery store without having a panic attack". The second person, "My name is _____ and I break out in to cold sweats when I leave the house". As the introductions continued, my grandma and aunt realized they were in a group for people who suffer from agoraphobia. My aunt remembers that out of the corner of her eye, she saw my grandma's shoulders start to shake up and down uncontrollably.

Even in the midst of unbearable pain, there is reason for laughter. We have certainly grieved, but today we celebrated and did so with a smile.

4 comments:

  1. Thanks for sharing this! We have that same "shoulder" laughter in our family. Sometimes you just can't help it. Another problem (not really problem), laughing so hard you cry and can't stop. "Caught" this from my Grandmother, mother, aunt and now my kids have it. Good 'problem' to have. Laughter is good for the soul! So glad you comforted each other and were able to laugh along the way as well! XXOO

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  2. I do think we can sit down sometime and write a book about our gradmothers. Even though, they never met, I always thought they you be wonderful friends.

    Thank you for sharing such a especial moment ; )

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  3. Oh Kendra! This was beautiful!!! I am sad for you and happy at the same time!!! HUGS!!!!

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  4. Thanks for the comments, friends.
    Fabiola, it is truly my desire to one day write a book about my grandmother's life and how much we can learn from those that have gone before us. Maybe we'll collaborate one day. ;-)

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