Warning: Finding the Words is a powerful read. The book is hard to absorb because it puts every parent's nightmare right in your face. The author lost his two teenage children when a drunk driver slammed into their card. Just like that. Just like that, his 17 year old daughter Ruby and 14 year old son Hart were gone. Just gone. How do you survive? Colin Campbell offers the world valuable guidance in this book.
This is more than a book about grief. Yes, Mr Campbell tells his story and tells it so well. His tears practically dampen every page (Wait. Maybe those are my tears.). His grief is real and profound and he is not afraid to show it. He models the way to authentic grieving, through the shock, the disbelief, the pain, the anger, the despair, the love, the connections, the depth of it all. But he is not only telling his story. He is offering strategies that worked for him (and/or for other people awash in grief). His grief unfolds through the pages and he tells what he has learned along the way. At the end of each chapter, he provides some concrete suggestions for holding onto and letting go of grief.
My parents and some good friends have died but I have never experienced a loss as tragic and all encompassing as what Ruby and Hart's parents have experienced. I think this book works well for anyone who is grieving any loss but wow. If you ever encounter someone who has lost a child, give them this book. When they are ready for it, it will be of great value to them. As for me in my daily life right now, I appreciated the book because Mr Campbell also shows me how I can be supportive to someone who has experienced any kind of loss but especially such a heart-wrenching loss. Five stars for Mr Campbell served with a huge helping of gratitude.
A few quotes worth pondering:
"There is no magic bullet here. Any progress we make in processing our loss is slow and incremental: for every ten stops forward, it's nine steps back. But it seems to me that each time we allow ourselves to think about our loved ones, who have died, and endure the pain of that loss, we are giving ourselves opportunities to feel connected to them. We are making room for memories to come back to us. If we are not afraid of the painful feelings, we will have more access to the positive feelings. They go hand in hand." p. 32
"Anyone who had the courage to come into our home was only there out of love for us and for our children. it was a first lesson in how scared people might be of our grief, and the effort it took for them to even be with us." p. 33
"Create your own grief spiel." p. 75
"An essential part of our work as we journey through grief is to find our own reasons to live. We're not dead. We weren't killed. So it's our job to live to the fullest extent." p. 224
"It seems to me that the lesson my life with Ruby and Hart has given me is not that loving another person is a mistake, but rather the exact opposite: loving is the only choice that makes sense." p251
"We only exist as a part of the people we love, and who love us. So of course our loved ones are still here, with us. In us. I still share my life with Ruby and Hart." p. 269
"We hold them close, but not in a desperate clutch. Instead, we hold them loosely. They were never wholly ours to begin with. They always belonged to the universe. After all, part of being a parent is learning to let go. Had Ruby and Hart grown to adults, Gail and I would have had to learn to let them live their own lives. In a similar way, in death, I have to learn not to cling. So I strive to hold their spirits close, but loosely. With open arms, With lightness. With joy." p.269
I liked this excerpt from a Maya Angelou poem that was included at the end:
"And when great souls die,
after a period peace blooms,
slowly and always
irregularly. Spaces fill
with a kind of
soothing electric vibration.
Our senses , restored, never
to be the same, whisper to us.
They existed. They existed.
We can be. Be and be
better. For they existed."