For Greg

You are missed


I have learned that Grief is a force of energy that cannot be controlled or predicted. It comes and goes on its own schedule. Grief does not obey your plans, or your wishes. Grief will do whatever it wants to you, whenever it wants to. In that regard, Grief has a lot in common with Love.”

“The only way that I can “handle” Grief, then, is the same way that I “handle” Love — by not “handling” it. By bowing down before its power, in complete humility.”

“When Grief comes to visit me, it’s like being visited by a tsunami. I am given just enough warning to say, “Oh my god, this is happening RIGHT NOW,” and then I drop to the floor on my knees and let it rock me. How do you survive the tsunami of Grief? By being willing to experience it, without resistance.
     ~ Elizabeth Gilbert


This made me think of Greg. He spent a lot of time in Scotland, in wild places all over the world.

How can it already be two years?

When we lose someone we love, it’s disorienting. Time becomes relative, simultaneously longer and shorter than it actually is.

He faced it, unafraid.

We miss him, and today we celebrate his life and the marks he left on ours.