I can’t remember when my late best friend started telling me this, but I do know that she mentioned it fairly often throughout the 17 years that she coped with metastasized colon cancer. “I have a grateful heart,” Georgann would say.
And so it goes, as we’ve learned, not a way of facing life but of facing death—grief tagging after us like a shadow
Or has everything happened,
and we are standing now, quietly, in the new life?