"I don't think you can ever really get over the death of the few people who matter most to you. It's too big. Oh yes, the badly broken leg does heal, and you walk again, but always with a limp" ~Anne Lamott, Operating Instructions
Two summers ago, I wrote about our continued struggle with the grief and loss of Allison's mom here. Looking back at that posting now, I see that in some ways Jameson has changed how I view things. For example, he makes it easier to look toward the hope of the future and to sometimes escape the gravity of the loss of the past. But in other ways, every good vision he blesses us with is also a reminder that our joy can be, at best, incomplete; that our family is deprived of a great and wonderful good; that this world is fractured; that we limp, and always will.
Even more so now that she's a mother herself, there is much about Allison that reminds me of Jeanene. I love Allison for giving me a constant reminder and image of her mother to live with, even if it is painful to see it at times.
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