I’m constantly missing my father. For a while I used this blog site as a way of coping with my feelings regarding his absence. It helped.
Last night I was chatting with my mother about him. We always share the ways he “visits” us. Our conversation was emotional; it always is when Father comes up.
She shared a quote with me from a Netflix series she watched called Virgin River. The quote says, “When the memory of someone brings peace, instead of pain” is how you know when you’re done grieving.
After sharing this quote, I could hear her sobs through the line. I, too, shed some tears. It’s hard not getting choked up during these times, especially when the living you deeply love experience such a loss as well.
Feeling such sadness while walking through the door, I noticed a bookmark on the kitchen table my son received from a teacher that day. While the quote wasn’t so much the connection, the author was, as it was an author my father used to read all of the time. He owned every hardcover book, loved the movies, and shared some of these memories with me.
The power of a bookmark thus strikes in an unanticipated, yet comforting, way.