{"id":4570,"date":"2015-08-30T23:48:07","date_gmt":"2015-08-31T03:48:07","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/gollypolly.com\/30473\/?p=4570"},"modified":"2015-08-30T23:48:07","modified_gmt":"2015-08-31T03:48:07","slug":"the-vacuous-abyss","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/gollypolly.com\/30473\/?p=4570","title":{"rendered":"The vacuous abyss."},"content":{"rendered":"<p><a href=\"https:\/\/gollypolly.com\/30473\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/08\/purpplelelflwoerers.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignnone size-full wp-image-4572\" src=\"https:\/\/gollypolly.com\/30473\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/08\/purpplelelflwoerers.jpg\" alt=\"purpplelelflwoerers\" width=\"800\" height=\"533\" srcset=\"https:\/\/gollypolly.com\/30473\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/08\/purpplelelflwoerers.jpg 800w, https:\/\/gollypolly.com\/30473\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/08\/purpplelelflwoerers-300x200.jpg 300w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 800px) 100vw, 800px\" \/><\/a> <a href=\"https:\/\/gollypolly.com\/30473\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/08\/yellowdaididididsy.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignnone size-full wp-image-4573\" src=\"https:\/\/gollypolly.com\/30473\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/08\/yellowdaididididsy.jpg\" alt=\"yellowdaididididsy\" width=\"800\" height=\"586\" srcset=\"https:\/\/gollypolly.com\/30473\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/08\/yellowdaididididsy.jpg 800w, https:\/\/gollypolly.com\/30473\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/08\/yellowdaididididsy-300x220.jpg 300w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 800px) 100vw, 800px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>Grief is a heck of a thing.\u00a0 Now isn\u2019t it?\u00a0 We\u2019ve all know it, in some degree along the way.<\/p>\n<p>As Webster would put it, grief is deep sorrow, especially that caused by someone&#8217;s death.<\/p>\n<p>Deep sorrow.\u00a0 Yep, that\u2019s a pretty good summation.\u00a0 But I would call it the deepest, darkest pit in your stomach, when the wave of anguish rushes your brain, and fills your entire being with the abyss of hollow.<\/p>\n<p>Today, I went to my cousins Memorial Service.\u00a0 Judy.\u00a0 She and my oldest sister are the same age.\u00a0 Judy\u2019s kids are about my age, and younger.<\/p>\n<p>And those kids, her kids\u2026 were filled with grief.\u00a0 I was very sad about Judy\u2019s passing.\u00a0 No doubt.\u00a0 But her children.\u00a0 Oh, the ache they were feeling.\u00a0 I felt such empathy, and sympathy for them.<\/p>\n<p>Going to these things are bittersweet, though.\u00a0 I got to see a lot of my family, cousins, aunt, kids, and such, that I haven\u2019t seen in a long time.\u00a0 It felt good to see them.\u00a0 My cousins John, and Stevie, to just name a couple.\u00a0 They will always be family.\u00a0 Always.<\/p>\n<p>And seeing them, brought back a lot of childhood memories.\u00a0 Good memories.\u00a0 From the long, long ago, and far away.<\/p>\n<p>It was a swirling and tangled spectrum of emotions in just a couple of hours.\u00a0 I felt tired afterward.\u00a0 I can only imagine how her kids were feeling in all of that.<\/p>\n<p>At one point, I glanced up to the screen where the \u201cmovie of memories\u201d was playing.\u00a0 And there was my Dad\u2026. as a young man\u2026 smiling.\u00a0 Standing with his sister and holding Baby Judy.\u00a0 And it felt like time was bending backward and forward, and doing little pirouettes and twists in between.\u00a0 And then that pang of grief hit me.<\/p>\n<p>I can only say, that loss is an inevitable part of life.\u00a0 Unfortunately. But\u2026. grief is a natural part of the healing process.\u00a0 As such, those feelings of loss are very personal, and only we know what is significant to each one of us.<\/p>\n<p>As life shows us time and again, this is now.\u00a0 And now is really all we have.\u00a0 How we live in each moment is our journey to behold.\u00a0 Both the good and the bad.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Grief is a heck of a thing.\u00a0 Now isn\u2019t it?\u00a0 We\u2019ve all know it, in some degree along the way. As Webster would put it, grief is deep sorrow, especially that caused by someone&#8217;s death. Deep sorrow.\u00a0 Yep, that\u2019s a pretty good summation.\u00a0 But I would call it the deepest, darkest pit in your stomach, [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-4570","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-nowyouseeit"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/gollypolly.com\/30473\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/4570","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/gollypolly.com\/30473\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/gollypolly.com\/30473\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/gollypolly.com\/30473\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/gollypolly.com\/30473\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=4570"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"https:\/\/gollypolly.com\/30473\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/4570\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":4574,"href":"https:\/\/gollypolly.com\/30473\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/4570\/revisions\/4574"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/gollypolly.com\/30473\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=4570"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/gollypolly.com\/30473\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=4570"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/gollypolly.com\/30473\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=4570"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}