Goodnight, Sweet Prince

A year ago our friend Chris passed away at home, where his loving family cared for him. Grieving people are often told that the “first year is the worst,” and, less frequently, advised that people tend to be very solicitous of the grieving during that first year. The first year is awful, but is leavened by others’ support and presence.  It is a great help when the support continues just as the grief does; the passage of one year is a milestone, but it does not end the pain or yearning.

If you know people who are grieving–and who does not?–please let them know that you continue to think of the person they loved, forever after that first year has passed.

Love in the Spaces

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Dawn.  It was our friend’s last day, a Sunday, fittingly for a man of such faith.

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Almost five years ago, a week after my husband Jim was diagnosed with pancreatic cancer, Chris strode into our lives.   We were then only just getting to know his oldest child, who has since become like a son to me.

It’s an understatement to say it was a delicate time in our lives, given the shock and awe of that diagnosis.

Chris and his son arrived in our gravel driveway in a Crown Vic that now sports a Marine sticker.  No one cuts off the driver of such a car.  Jim and I went to the front door when we heard the gravel crunch and the car doors thunk shut.

Chris  powered over the old pine boards to the pine green door where many others who’d known us for years hesitated and others…

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About Stephanie

In her spare time, Stephanie works full-time, and then some, as an attorney. She has published articles and delivered talks in arcane fields like evidentiary issues, jury instructions, expert witnesses, and forensic evidence. She also is an adjunct professor at a law school on the banks of the Charles and loves that dirty water, as she will always think of Boston as her home. You are welcome to take a look at her Facebook author page, or follow @SMartinGlennon on Twitter. All content on this blog, unless otherwise attributed, is (c) 2012-2016 by Stephanie M. Glennon and should not be reproduced (in any form other than re-blogging in accordance with Wordpress protocol and the numerous other wee buttons at the bottom of each post) without the express permission of the domain holder.
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3 Responses to Goodnight, Sweet Prince

  1. What a great post filled with hard earned wisdom….and that photo is stunning!

    • Stephanie says:

      Thank you! The photo was from a -19 degree morning, which somehow creates neon-tinged sea smoke over the ocean’s surface as the sun rises through it. Word has gotten out on my little corner of the seacoast, because this year there was an entire cluster of real photographers (unlike me with my little Canon) out on the sole sub-freezing winter day that created a similar scene.

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