January 22, 2020

When does it stop hurting?

Andres Ordorica, 30

Growing up in the church, I was told there is a time and a place for everything: “A time to be born and a time to die, a time to plant and a time to uproot, a time to kill and a time to heal, a time to tear down and a time to build, a time to weep and a time to laugh, a time to mourn and a time to dance…” -Ecclesiastes 3: 2-4 But what I never learned, was at what point those time spans are meant to end; at what point the mourning ceases, the weeping subsides, the healing commences. Ten years onward, after experiencing my first great personal loss, I still am coming to grips with what it means to die and what it means to live without those who were once a firm presence in my life. I am still hoping that at some point the heart will not hurt at the sight of another year passing, and another May 14th coming and going without that friend.