I have loved ones losing their sight and it is a deep ache to my heart. Putting myself in their position, I would grieve never seeing my children’s adult features, or being able to watch my husband’s smile lines melt into permanent creases. I would miss the light. I would grieve deeply saying goodbye to color. I am learning to weep with those who weep in a new way, and this piece “Goodbye to Light, to Color” is one of the ways I can mourn with my friends. Sometimes we don’t have the answers. Sometimes our friends don’t need to have the goodness and sovereignty of God shoved down their throats. Sometimes we just need to sit with them and cry burning, stomach-twisting tears, holding their hand, and feeling with their heart.
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