Patio Pondering: When Joy and Grief Share the Same Space

This is a bonus Patio Pondering because I needed to get this testament to our children and their hearts off my chest.

Last evening, we attended a graduation party for one of our good family friends. As with most gatherings with our "Fair Folk Family," I had conversations with adults, adult children, and children. We talked about adulting, the challenges of life, and the twists and turns our circles have taken as our children have grown, flown, and sometimes returned home for a season.

This morning, I could not shake a recurring scene I had witnessed during the celebration. A conversation between young adults, our children, who are just starting to build their lives. They are exploring their freedom, carrying both the joy and fear that come with independence.

But last night, some of their conversations were not about weddings, new jobs, or first homes. They were making plans to attend a funeral visitation. One of their contemporaries, Ryan, was struck down by that cruel, heartless beast called cancer.

These young people should be dreaming out loud about love, careers, and the next great adventure. Instead, their voices were muted, shaded by the weight of grief. They laughed as they scrolled through their camera rolls, remembering Ryan through pictures and stories. It was both beautiful and heartbreaking to witness.

Today and tomorrow will be too hot, both in temperature and emotion, for our community and for our Fair Folk Family. We are walking through the tension of two milestones: one a joyful beginning, the other a painful goodbye.

But maybe that is what life really is. A blend of the beautiful and the brutal. A celebration and a mourning. A dance between hello and farewell.