Dear Facebook Connections,
When my boyfriend died in March of 2016, you heard my cries. You read my words.
You walked beside me on my journey and many of you shared yours. We connected. You helped me heal by hearing my pain and not minimizing.
I’m fortunate to have a web of flesh friends and family who were there for me. I’m grateful for them, obviously.
Yet, Facebook folks were also integral to my healing. You were a safe space for me to publicly state my truth and share my tears without being faced with grimaces, the oh-so-subtle rolling of the eyes, the sigh of impatience, or the look of pity.
Nor did I feel alone. Many of you commented on and connected with me in my grief.
You also stand witness as my sister and I commemorate, celebrate and memorialize our loved ones who left this party called life too soon.
Not just my beloved Kevin, although losing him weighs heaviest on my heart. With him, I experienced sacred love. The love endures and you continue to react to my writing through this metamorphosis. Thank you.
Thank you, Facebook folks, for serving as a support system.
My sister found great solace with widownet. Deep Grief, Great Love and Grief Yoga educate, elevate, comfort, and even commiserate with me. Yes, sometimes we need that, too.
Elephant Journal publishes pieces (including mine) on grief, how to live a better life, and be of benefit to others.
Facebook friends, you’ve benefited Jayne’s life and mine by welcoming our stories about my beloved Kevin Lentz, my brother-in-law Tom Gerlach, my mom, and my brother Bill.
Thank you for serving as a sounding board for our losses and allowing us to use you to keep their memories alive as we learn to live without them.
We miss our people who died. It’s indescribable, and yet, you let us try.