No one volunteered to host today, and all week I had planned to write a fill-in diary.
I had just started working on it when the marathon bombing happened. Suddenly I was fielding phone calls from family checking in to make sure I was not among the spectators downtown.
Whenever something tragic like this happens, it does tend to make me think of people I have lost. People who are no longer available to call me today to find out if I am OK.
It makes me think about how fragile we are and how short life is and how important it is to spread love while we are able, because tomorrow is not promised to any of us.
My heart is stirred up tonight over the marathon bombings and the 8 year old boy who lost his life. I cannot concentrate on writing a whole diary.
So I am just posting this as an Open Thread for grieving people who want a place to gather tonight.
If you are interested in hosting a future week, please leave me a message in the diary, send me a kosmail, or send an email to truebluemajority AT gmail DOT com.
Please share whatever you need to share.
Welcome, fellow travelers on the grief journey
and a special welcome to anyone new to The Grieving Room.
We meet every Monday evening.
Whether your loss is recent, or many years ago;
whether you've lost a person, or a pet;
or even if the person you're "mourning" is still alive,
("pre-grief" can be a very lonely and confusing time),
you can come to this diary and say whatever you need to say.
We can't solve each other's problems,
but we can be a sounding board and a place of connection.
Unlike a private journal
here, you know: your words are read by people who
have been through their own hell.
There's no need to pretty it up or tone it down. It just is.