I entered the cool darkness of the chapel and felt immediate relief from the heat and the harsh glare of the sun.  I went seeking some time to gather my emotions.  As usual, after a visit to Andrew, my heart ached with sadness.  I felt anger at the waste of his life and futility that there was nothing that could change his situation.

I suppose I went to the chapel seeking the answer to the question that has haunted me for 15 years.  WHY?  Why Andrew, why me, why should our family have to experience so much pain?  My brain knows there is no answer but my heart still seeks it.

I glanced up at the window and saw this ghostly apparition.  A figure surrounded by sadness but offering consolation.

I left the chapel again knowing that there is no answer to why but there is consolation if you look for it.


This post is written to a photo prompt.  The above prompt can be found at: Thursday photo prompt – Glimpsed – #writephoto, at

About Bernadette

I live in the small town of Haddonfield, NJ. I am at an age in my life when I seem to spend time thinking and musing about life. These musings are usually stimulated by my walks through Haddonfield, my reading of books and fellow bloggers, and my interaction with my group of fabulous family and friends.

17 Responses

  1. Nancy Rocereto

    Bernadette, I think you just hit on the way to help handle the unanswerable pain, suffering and grief in our lives. May we always be able to find the consolation that is there for us in our most difficult times, however and whatever it is.

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  2. I was in an old church myself yesterday. I would describe myself as a spiritual atheist but I love old churches. I love the history and of walking the same path as thousands of others before me, but I also feel at peace there. It is the one place it feels right to be when dealing with something so sad or unfathomable, or when one is so tightly strung it feels like you would snap. After the bad news day previously and concern for a blogging friend too, it was just the place I needed to be. And inevitably at these times, I hadn’t planned to be anywhere near a church, I was just drawn there. Lovely post.


      1. No link appears to have come through, Bernadette, but I have posted a link in the round-up. Pingbacks are notoriously capricious… if it doesn’t show up, just add a link in the comments. by copying the https address.



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