A Better Season


Winter’s Lament

Leaves blown by the chilling northern wind

rustle along the brown grass of winter.

The sky is grey with despair.

The isolating feeling of winter is here.


Gone are the lazy summer days

when a gentle warm breeze

would bring a smile to being alive.

Gone are the star filled nights

when crickets were in full concert.


Now, there is bleakness everywhere.

Soon, the snow-filled clouds

will spread a cold layer of white

to hide any trace of a better season.



Grieving is like the grey days and cold nights of winter. The warmth of being together is gone. Now, isolation surrounds you and there is only bleakness and despair. It seems that there is no end to this desolate season.

But, Spring and Summer will return and with a newness of life. You won’t forget the winds of winter, but your heart will find the warmth of a better season.

Weeping may endure for a night, But joy comes in the morning.

Psalm 30:5 from the New King James Version

Grieving Is a Journey

“You need to snap out of it”…”You need to get on with your life”…”You shouldn’t still be crying,” are some of the well intended, but thoughtless statements presented to those in mourning. Often, others seem to think they know what is best for us.

Grieving is normal. The pain of loss is very real and personal. The expression of that pain is tears, even some good “screams” now and then. There is no time limit for grieving; it has a lifetime guarantee.

Grieving is personal. No one can totally identify with your grief because no one can walk in your shoes. Similar experiences and situations can have a better understanding of what you are going through, but no one can truly experience it as you can.

Grieving is positive. The grieving response is a very normal, personal and positive response. The grieving process transports you from the initial impact of your loss to the ongoing realization that your loved one is truly gone. Grieving is an expression of love.

The grieving process is a journey with many stops along the way. We will all face this journey frequently in our life on earth. Grieving can be over the loss of a pet or a job or a relationship or other losses experienced during our lifetime. Whatever the reason, grieving is a very real part of life. As there is a time to be born and a time to die; there is a time to grieve.

There is a time for everything, a season for every activity under heaven. A time to be born and a time to die. A time to plant and a time to harvest. A time to kill and a time to heal. A time to tear down and a time to rebuild. A time to cry and a time to laugh. A time to grieve and a time to dance. A time to scatter stones and a time to gather stones. A time to embrace and a time to turn away. A time to search and a time to lose. A time to keep and a time to throw away. A time to tear and a time to mend. A time to be quiet and a time to speak up. A time to love and a time to hate. A time for war and a time for peace. (Ecclesiastics 3:1-8 NLT)

The Length of a Lifetime

The shore offered no signs of life. Waves were splashing onto a deserted beach while a few sea gulls looked for tidbits washed up by the tide. The ocean lay vast and mysterious before me. The lonely sound of the gulls and the breaking of the waves on the shore blended with the sound of silence.

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Before me was a peaceful scene, a lonely scene. As quick as a wave touches shore then returns to the sea is one’s life, a moment in time, then gone like a firefly at dawn. In one moment, as one wave upon the shore, then gone, is the length of a lifetime.

Go for the Gold



When I create a Memory Bear for a family, I want caring thoughts and quality to go into the making of that bear. I want the bear to be something that family will treasure for years to come.

We can approach life in the same way by living each day with caring thoughts and quality words and action. We should go for the gold each day. Saying and doing while we can beats regretting when it’s too late.

The Time Together

Time is to be valued for it is here for a moment for each of us. Yes, time has been going on for hundreds of years, but we each only get a small part of it.

When a loved one dies, we begin to focus on the absence, the time we won’t have with them. What we eventually focus on is the time we had together.