Twelve months and a day

I was driving in the car and I had on THE WORLD from PRI and Lisa Mullins was interviewing Aine Minogue, a Celtic harpist who has released a cd of Celtic lamentations. And I realized they were talking to me about my grief. She said that universally cultures grieve for a year and then move on after twelve months and a day. Then she read a beautiful poem called BLESSINGS by John O’Donohoe. Then, as I heard the poem, I knew it was God. Brendan recorded the podcast on a cd for me. I will listen to it often.

I’m staying at Deb’s and I was flipping through the direct tv channels and there was TRULY, MADLY, DEEPLY again. The movie that haunts and comforts me. The first time I saw it was after Wayne had died and I couldn’t sleep and at 4 a.m. I turned on the Disney Channel and there were Juliet Stevenson and Alan Rickman and it all made sense.

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