It is my hope that I will eventually write a book about Kevin, our love, his loss, my grief and transformation. I'd like to start with the blog posts I've written that you have all so kindly read, then add onto it. I'm not there yet, but I would like to do this. I hope it might help others. I hope it may be a solace, a refuge and a safe place to know they are not alone.
As I'm thinking about this more and more, I've started doing some research into memoirs about love, loss and transformation. I've read quite a few, including:
- The Year of Magical Thinking by Joan Didion
- The Light of the World by Elizabeth Alexander
- A Grief Observed by C.S. Lewis
- Gabriel: A Poem by Edward Hirsch
- Things to Say to a Dead Man by Jane Yolen
- Without by Donald Hall
- and most recently When Breath Becomes Air by Paul Kalanithi.
What I have gathered from all of these (and this is no surprise) is that grief is universal, constant, similar and utterly unique. I have learned that I am not the only who has found solace in writing and shared my beloved and my emptiness with unknown readers. I am responding to a basic human drive and I do not regret it.
I have said hundreds of times that if we are lucky we will love and if we love we will grieve. I would not undo my love for Kevin if it meant that I would be spared the pain.
I'm wondering what you may have read that resonated with you. I'd love to know. And I am so grateful that you are sharing my journey.
(c)2016 Laura S. Packer