Once upon a time things were as they should be. The earth dressed in endless summer. Innocence reigned—there was a happily ever after. This is not the time. Winter does come to what we love.
Anticipatory grief accompanies anyone expecting some kind of loss such as, a job, a house, one’s own life, or, that of someone we love. We battle with hope that death will not come, and grieve each little loss. As they increase, normal days become unpredictable. Emotionally chaotic.
From the first hint death comes, to the final loss, anticipatory grief, our uninvited but trustworthy companion, leads us to discover waiting without wanting in the lap of God. We can know mercy's grace in sorrow's grief.