As long as I have been a clergyman every so many years we have to take a directory picture. With that picture we got a standard 8×10 and every time I would put it in a nice frame for my mother to have.
This time it is different. Since mom’s passing in March I have been left not knowing what to do with a picture of my mug. I don’t like posed pictures, especially if it is just me sitting there smiling to say here I am. I know I could easily put it in a frame and give it to my grandmother or to my father. Every time i think about doing it I stop and reminded of the smile Mom had when she would receive her picture.
This is just another one of those first that I am still processing, still figuring out how to change what had been protocol. It takes time. And moments like this I let them come. Name them and forge ahead.
Peace
MF
Reblogged this on Storyteller, Dream Believer, Servant of the Son and commented:
Thank you for openly sharing this part of your grief journey. I have been told by people who have HAD authority over me that by sharing my grief journey I was guilty of having poor boundaries. My response was to tell them that for all of the widows who follow my blog I was giving a voice to the feelings they couldn’t express
So thank you Matt and remember the old saying that if God has a refrigerator your picture is on it!
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Thank you for openly sharing this part of your grief journey. I have been told by people who have HAD authority over me that by sharing my grief journey I was guilty of having poor boundaries. My response was to tell them that for all of the widows who follow my blog I was giving a voice to the feelings they couldn’t express
So thank you Matt and remember the old saying that if God has a refrigerator your picture is on it!
Blessings
Christine
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