Today I attended my beloved grandpa’s, “my pawpaw”, graveside/funeral service via Facetime and to do it in this way felt unnatural, but to be honest I chose my peace with it today. I mean COVID19 seriously is pulling out the stops amidst this crazy chapter, yet through the moments of separation a love is threaded despite what is taken away and surrendering to the acceptance of it is an everyday task. Being a person who is writing this on tear stained ground, I will first of all voice to any of you grieving in this way that I know it is not the same as being there and I know that your pain runs layers deeper than it should facing it in this manner, yet I also know the power of a resilient heart and applying strength of coping mechanisms to grief’s hand and that is what I wanted to share with you today. Grief has no timeline and it continues onward as we travel the days ahead without our loved one physically present and for how we enter the different stages within it has its place to simply feel all the feels.
With mask securely in place, I entered Kroger’s flower section with a trembling heart and with a tear glazed view, I received the kindness of a white balloon and white lilies and knew that this would connect me to my graveside moment best way I knew how. Throughout this Covid quarantine these phrases have encircled my spirit and in the now I know they have been preparing me all along:
“Grace is here. Hope is here for the taking. Know your roots and stand by them in strength.”
I receive peace when I am anywhere settled by water, so to log into facetime connection I found secluded lakeside spot- even saw a cop who confirmed my position was approved!- and I used my strongest coping mechanism of sentiments shared and I prayed:
Lord, today is not the way I would intend it to be nor is it allowing a surrounding around me in the way that I would choose to grieve- no hugs on a funeral day just seems unreal. I know that the thoughts of being robbed of this moment have the power to own me and to dictate my every move, yet I know that strength lies rooted in me to rise up in this and receive grace and hope for the taking as I find my way to personally grieve. Receive these lilies and this balloon in honor of my pawpaw and in your cloud of witnesses surround this moment with peace for you rise beauty from ashes and in this moment that’s where I will stand. Amen.
We all need different connections when we grieve but amidst COVID19 I knew that in order to accept the reality that I was not standing in physical presence with my family that I had to create the space of memory released with intention.
Balloon: released during gravesite facetime in honor of my pawpaw’s life and the way he loved us all the way into heaven.
Lilies: Laid down on the roots of a favorite tree waterside to represent the family roots shared and the beauty that rises from tear stained ground.