My grief group facilitator often recommended that we press into the “active grief” moments. She called them “grief appointments.” Yesterday that is what I did and it felt so good to be sad.
Cornerstone of Hope hosts an annual Christmas remembrance candlelight service and I decided it would be part of my “plan” for how to survive the holidays. I invited my family to drive in from Pittsburgh but only Mel was able. That is until a 2nd doorbell rang and my Mom and sister Jaymie stood before me caroling. I cried.
We arrived and walked in. Walking in was strange because you knew that everyone you saw entering the building had lost someone. It was strangely comforting but also kind of weird. I enjoyed being able to show my family where I spent 9 weeks with other grievers.
The service was beautiful! There was an opening prayer and then opening remarks from the Tripodi’s who started Cornerstone of Hope. Even on their 18th year of losing their son, Mark described the sadness and darkness he felt during the holidays, both year 1 and now and how it had changed over time. I was glad to hear it changes, but sad to think about all the Christmases without Dad. He also spoke about the Light of Christ and how powerful a light can be.
As they called the names, the family members walked to the front and met the Tripodi family to receive your candle. There wasn’t a dry eye in the house. So much collective sadness at the loss of such beautiful and meaningful lives. I didn’t expect to be so emotional but it was hard not to.
They called “John W. Macek” and up on the screen popped my Dad and Mom’s faces. My Mom gasped and smiled. I had selected a photo with them both in it because I was intending to give the candle to my Mom. So, with our bravest faces we walked to the front to once again confront the reality that Dad was really gone. We were hugged and loved on while Mom lit the candle. I carried it back to our seats and cried.
It felt so unbelievable nice to grieve together with this community and my family for this holiday season. I am eager to get this “first” over but don’t want to rush it. Dad loved loved loved Christmas. It was one of the major things I associated most with him.
All participants were asked to write a brief story or statement that was read as the family walked to the front. Here is what I wrote about Dad:
John was the husband of Karen, the father to 5 daughters and one son-in-law and grandfather to 2. His favorite holiday was Christmas as he loved to make it special and festive. As we enter this first Christmas season without him, we join in singing his favorite Christmas carol that “all is calm, all is bright” as we know we will see him again in glory.