The Joy Comes Again
Joy was not something I expected after a death in our family.
My son Brendan died in an accident when he was 15 years old I spent time learning about sadness to help my other children My daughter, Lizzie is 10 years old and my son, Zack is 13 years old I even bought a1on sadness and read it carefully.
The book taught me that they2to move through their sadness, not away from it Then, in our living room, I got a chair and3dolls of Lizzie's on it, so she could play with them and told them everything would be all right Zack's sadness was in the4of anger He needed to move, so we filled our calendar with basketball games After school, I watched him through the window as he played basketball hard alone He jumped until he could not catch his5
Each day, I watched for their sadness and 6 I was not ready for their joy.
It came after my husband took them to the cemetery (墓地) Six weeks after Brendan's death, it was good that things went different when they came back home I waited to7 Lizzie When she jumped out of the car, her eyes were full of8 , not sadness She said, "I showed Brendan wheels for my toy cars." I was surprised She said, "I finally did a good one I wanted to 9him."
Zack and Lizzie taught me to feel joy They knew how to stay in the moment, 10 it was happy or sad We do have moments of happiness It comes in the memories we share and the love we still feel.
