Colleen Jantzen – Life Celebrant

My sister’s been dead for five years now and it’s gradually getting easier (but not easy). As I go about my day to day life, I sometimes catch glimpses of her (it’s not, really, but for a second it looks like it might be her). This is normal. It used to undo me. At times it still does, but mostly now I welcome it and embrace the pain as a reminder of how lovely she was and how lovely she was to me. This poem, Blondie is for her. Writing, in whatever form it takes, can be a helpful aid to mourning and grief.