Joy After the Fire
where grief, despair and loss become the seeds of new growth and joy
12 years ago I was sitting in the cafeteria of my first cruise weeping words into my laptop. By the time the 5-day cruise was over, almost 20,000 words had been added to the memoir I didn’t want to write.
As I wrote the story of Richard’s death, I found that it didn’t conform to a chronological story … it started jumping between the days as they happened and the years that came before. It wanted to be a memoir of grief but also of the astonishing joy the sprung from the softened ground of my heart. The writing also wanted to be of service to other members of the broken-open club.
Please feel free to share with anyone else who might need this candle of joy after their own fire. Previous segments are listed below.
Segment #2/10: Writing through grief
Chapter 2: Saved by a Bumper Sticker and an iPod (2006)
Interlude 2: Message on a Ring (Backstory)
I wrote this memoir for myself … I’m serializing it for you.
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