Today, we had a guest speaker in one of my classes. We got to talking about the fact that we use medical language to talk about helping people through difficult transitions. The example was the word, healing. He commented that it implies that we will get done with the process. The he added closure and asked, “what is that anyways?” He knows of what he speaks; his son, Christopher, died in a car accident almost 4 years ago.

Another friend who has walked me though this hideous process recently told me, “Grieving the loss of a child may not have an end as you know.” This is not what I wanted to hear and yet people keep telling me the same thing.

I just don’t understand how they expect me to go forward with no hope of relief this side of heaven.