Singing a New Song
15 October 2012
I had my first spontaneous singing fit since Kaylan left. It was on the way to the NAMI clergy outreach. I felt like she was in Annie's truck with me.
Laughter. Singing. Skipping. All of those are foreign for so long after child loss. I know this because I've heard it over and over during the past seven years of support groups. It's as if joy was actually alive in us and then died. Joy has to re-grow in the same place where it was chopped off in the first place - like a lizard tail.