Too often when a friend is grieving, we focus on ourselves. Desperate to fix her pain after the death of a loved one, we ask how she is, hoping to inspire a positive response with the tone of our voice or an encouraging look.
This is a piece I wrote in the spring of 2017 approximately a year after both my husband’s father and my father died within three weeks of each other. As we approach Passover and Easter, in the midst of this global pandemic, we now encounter a period of grieving for our previous lives with all their freedoms.
You can hold back from the suffering of the world, you have permission to do so, and it is in accordance with your nature, but perhaps this very holding back is the one suffering you could have avoided. Franz Kafka