This past Sunday, April 6th, marked the fourteenth anniversary of the death of my maternal grandmother Alice Hancock. Every year since the day she died, April 6th would stop me cold as I remembered & grieved. Yet this is the first year it didnt happen and I attribute this entirely to my having awakened this April 6th on Barbara Khandie Rainey-Johnsons farm and having spent some of the happiest moments of my life in her and her familys prresence. So great is the life force in that place and so powerful the spirit of love that it was able to break the grip of grief that had always managed to consume me on that particular date for over a decade. For that I thank her for her having played such a key role, unknowing though it was, in enabling me to finally heal from the sorrow of a very significant loss. Thank you Sister Barbara. Thank you so very, very much.
Posted on: Fri, 11 Apr 2014 05:52:11 +0000