tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5879690231462568727.post5428777830830985242..comments2023-10-06T11:56:11.987-04:00Comments on Family Rocks: The Life of Peg: PatiencePeghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02162890081910497200noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5879690231462568727.post-83973559181215183852014-10-21T10:30:45.050-04:002014-10-21T10:30:45.050-04:00Katherine--This is one of the nicest and most insi...Katherine--This is one of the nicest and most insightful comments I have ever gotten. Thank you so much...it means a lot.Peghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02162890081910497200noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5879690231462568727.post-19836295092691802082014-10-20T17:19:43.673-04:002014-10-20T17:19:43.673-04:00Oh, Peg... It must be so hard...
But I sit here, t...Oh, Peg... It must be so hard...<br />But I sit here, twelve years to thet day since we lost my brother, and all I can think is 'it's the grief'. Because that's what grief does, isn't it? Makes us angry and impatient and selfish and unable to give. <br /><br />Until suddenly, once you are out far enough, you realize that this thing -- the grief, the suffering -- is the one thing that we all, eventually, have in common; it's the thing that can connect us to people and make us more kind and more giving and more gentle.<br /><br />But it's still too early, especially for a child. Grief is rare enough when you are child, it really does set you apart from your peers. It can take a while before the universality of suffering becomes apparent and your world thus loosens and widens and softens.<br /><br />You have some good kids there. I obviously don't know them, but i would be inclined to just give them some time, and trust that they will find their way.katherinehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00207262541117608885noreply@blogger.com