I got a certificate!
I haven’t received many awards in my life. As you know, our house is full of trophies, mainly football, but hardly any belong to me. So, this week, I was thrilled to receive a certificate. Especially as I didn’t know it was coming. I’ve spent four afternoons on Zoom over the past few weeks. There were ten of us all together. All leaders in The Salvation Army. All living in different parts of the country. All meeting for training on grief. The title of the course was Faith, Grief and Covid-19. It was to be a conversation, as much as training. I signed up for it, because, over the past month or so, I’d recognised grief within myself. I wanted to know how to deal with it, so I could hopefully help others who are grieving too. One thing we realised, quite early on, is that we are all grieving. Covid-19 has taken so much from us: Loved ones, friendships, and the way we live our lives. We’ve faced separation, isolation and loneliness of one kind or another. This morning, as I woke again, wi