tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8446705.post7776454006131521852..comments2023-09-26T05:08:11.190-05:00Comments on Rick's Reflections: The Fellowship of SufferingRick Rosshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03203445347348671817noreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8446705.post-23403635666266911622011-03-10T12:53:07.406-06:002011-03-10T12:53:07.406-06:00I had a dream last night, Josh & Jonathan were...I had a dream last night, Josh & Jonathan were sitting next to you on a pew in a church. You were silent, Josh was silent but Jonathan started talking about the process of grieving that you all were going through and that it was tough because you weren't being allowed to grieve. His eyes started tearing up, and I told him it was okay to grieve. God understood your grief. Josh reached out and put his hand on my hand and you guys all just started crying at once, letting out a sigh of relief that you were allowed to grieve openly. <br /><br />I find this an odd dream as I had not read this entry yet....<br /><br />My prayers continue to be with you and Beverly and the rest of the Ross Family.FireWife42https://www.blogger.com/profile/00440212586129535686noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8446705.post-52312084362486471472011-03-09T12:20:23.045-06:002011-03-09T12:20:23.045-06:00I wish I could have attended this seminar. When I...I wish I could have attended this seminar. When I lost my dad, my job expected me to perform 100% once I came back. I took a week off after his death. When I went back, I was a mess. I couldn't concentrate and I just didn't care to be all cheerful and greet everyone of my students with the usual "good morning." After about 2 weeks of torturing myself, I quit my job. I stayed home and hid in my room. I didn't know how to grieve. I didn't know it was okay to still cry 2 months later. I have learned in the last 6 years that there is no time limit for grief. Healing is slow and painful. I will not visit my dad's grave at the cemetery because I don't remember the day we put him there...maybe I do and it is just a refusal in my mind to let me process that day. Some people have faulted me for this, but in my heart I know it is only his body in that box...his spirit and soul are waiting for me in Heaven. Grief is ever changing..it is a hard process. I hate that any of us have to go through it.Cindyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10919869542814968094noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8446705.post-52673495217656348382011-03-08T13:36:24.358-06:002011-03-08T13:36:24.358-06:00I'll walk with you brother.I'll walk with you brother.bartsirmandvmhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04912870511457296600noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8446705.post-81053478696850017142011-03-08T09:21:21.030-06:002011-03-08T09:21:21.030-06:00I thought it was a great seminar. I needed to hear...I thought it was a great seminar. I needed to hear that there are no sequential stages to grief. You will go back and forth in the process. That was a relief to hear. I had wondered why I "slipped" backwards. Knowing I am not abnormal (in this context anyway) was a relief!Kristenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05223642972374662729noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8446705.post-47702115192886122402011-03-07T09:10:46.020-06:002011-03-07T09:10:46.020-06:00I wish you didn't have to walk this road but I...I wish you didn't have to walk this road but I trust God that he sees more than I do and has plans far bigger than I can ever imagine and I trust he will use you to accomplish great things in his kingdom.Jeffhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00606199377889821435noreply@blogger.com