Why We Ask Ourselves?


Snow blankets the earth on

this February day. With a heavy heart,

we drove to church to attend a funeral

for a young man and to sing in the choir.


Fleeting moments of the sun attempting

to warm our spirits through the white

sky. Weather person must have been

asleep for the forecast. A mere couple


inches was not the full story. Make that

six to eight inches and still falling.

Unplowed, untreated streets made

for difficult driving. Our music


ministry for family and friends

includes singing for funerals.

Where are words of comfort?

How do we express our sorrow


when a young person is snatched

from us? Not even thirty and

we pause to pray and mourn him.

Why we ask ourselves?


All that remains is silence.

Our keepsake will be the

memories from which we

will never part. Why?


And why again? How do we

manage to live on? Why and

why again? How can this be right

and just? Why?  And why again?



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42 Responses to Why We Ask Ourselves?

  1. Peter Klopp says:

    You expressed your sorrow so well linking your feelings with the dismal weather that the attendants of the funeral of a young man had to endure. There is meaning even in the most tragic situations, which are not always clear to us immediately.

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  2. The weather matched the sadness of the day.

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  3. bernard25 says:

    Bonjour ou bonsoir mon AMI (ie)MARYANNE la neige est annoncée demain dans notre région

    Ce jour à n’importe quelle heure de la journée
    J’ai besoin de t’ écrire un petit mot

    Comme quoi je ne ‘oublie pas

    Et j’ai un peu de temps à t’accorder
    Juste une minute pour te dire
    Que je t’envoie un beau sourire
    Et je t’accorde deux minutes pour te donner
    Sur tes joues, deux Gros Bisous d’amitié
    Et surtout quelques secondes pour
    Te souhaiter une excellente journée ou soirée

    Avec du soleil au cœur


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    • Bonjour Bernard – La difference d’horloge entre la France et l’heure normale de L’Est importe peu quand on commente les blogs. Mes mots envoient des souires à tous mes amis blogueurs. C’est le plus proche réellement dans l’autre pays et de parler avec quelqu’un. Merci pour ce commentaire si gentil. Avec des sourires et du soleil dans mon cœur, je vous souhaite une Mary Ann

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  4. balroop2013 says:

    Raw emotions, well captured!
    I have asked this question a thousand times while I was growing up. I lost my dad to a fatal accident when he was very young and we just little children. Your words reverberate around me and open those wounds, which never healed and tears well up reminding me of my lost childhood.

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    • My, Balroop, I am sorry to hear you lost your father in a fatal accident. Sometimes our loved ones are snatched away too soon. Is there ever a “right” time? Thank you for the insightful comment. In my music ministry and especially singing at funerals, I try to put myself in the shoes of others and pray via my songs. Yes, tears well up which is a natural response to our pain. I hope you had other male figures in your life like uncles to help you through the pain.

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  5. How sad but beautifully shared. That snow, sans footprints, and the long shadows. Very nice.

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    • Love your comment, Jacqui. The long shadows are of my husband and me at the Lake Park. It is another means to personalize the post without showing faces but shadow images. Shadows are our constant companions. Thank you, Jacqui. Much appreciated.

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  6. My condolences on your loss. I like to believe his spirit will live on in the memories of those who survive him as well as in your poetry. We cannot see the entire tangled web of life, but nature has a way of birthing beauty and new life from death, from loss, from sorrow.

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    • Thank you for the kind words. Life is indeed a winding and bumpy road at times i.e. a tangled web. Nature is constantly renewing and creating new beauty for our spirits to enjoy. Prayer is also powerful. Thank you for an insightful comment.

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  8. Annika Perry says:

    A question that has no answer, I fear. Heartfelt poem of sadness, loss, sorrow … beautifully penned with such strong emotions that resonates deeply with me. Hugs xxxx

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  9. Thank you for.folliwing my blog. I hope you find things if interest, many about biking but applicable to other activities, but not just about that. I don’t know.how to follow.and keep up with everyone and still do my writing and life. It’s impressive what you do for others and your poetic writing about it..I’m sure the families are grateful. Thank you.

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    • As I always told my students: each person has the same 24 hrs./day so where there’s a will, there’s a way. I just limit myself to acknowledging comments by others and a brief look at FB. I come back to it later in the day as well. My blog gets more attention. It’s not easy keeping up. Rule of thumb: take time for yourself too. I keep up with friends and family and always find time for loved ones. My passion was teaching German. Now that I am retired, I am studying classical voice seriously. It is fun and time consuming but music is food for the soul. So I try to nourish my soul daily. I imagine you are your bicycle are excellent forms of exercise. Let you mind wander as you ride. Keep a notebook nearby and journal your feelings, sights, etc. You will then have food for thought for your writing. Happy cycling and writing. Be kind to yourself first. Your comment was lovely and much appreciated.

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  10. A great poem which captures the sorrow of extreme and beautiful emotions in beautiful words. I think death is as sacred as birth. The memories never fade and the saga continues. “When all is said and done, we are all just walking each other home.”–Ram Dass.

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