Tears are sacred…

There is a sacredness in tears.  They are not the mark of weakness, but of power.  They speak more eloquently than ten thousand tongues.  They are messengers of overwhelming grief…and unspeakable love.”

Washington Irving


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I am a sixty something wife,mother, sister, grandmother and friend. I started blogging as a coping mechanism during my beautiful daughter's final journey. Vic was desperately ill for 10 years after a botched back operation. Vic's Journey ended on 18 January 2013 at 10:35. She was the most courageous person in the world and has inspired thousands of people all over the world. Vic's two boys are monuments of her existence. She was an amazing mother, daughter, sister and friend. I will miss you today, tomorrow and forever my Angle Child. https://tersiaburger.wordpress.com

12 thoughts on “Tears are sacred…”

  1. Very beautiful –
    I could only get your yesterday’s post about your daughter in an e-mail, so couldn’t like or comment. What I wanted to say was that I was so glad that you are going to have a break. i have always wondered how you kept going, and had been concerned that maybe you were so busy looking after everyone else that you didn’t have time to look after yourself.
    So I hope you have the chance to really unwind, best wishes valerie


    1. Hi Valerie. I think this is the bravest and most selfish thing I have ever done in my life. I do however know that I am on the verge of collapse. Thank you for your kind thoughts and concern.


      1. It isn’t selfish to look after you – from a practical point of view, if you can’t cope what happens?
        From the spiritual point of view – there’s a saying ” If not you – who? If not now -when? –
        So go well and enjoy without guilt!!!


  2. So true Tersia! Our own tears also teach us compassion for others.
    The death of my father, brother and his two kids last month was really the first time I had lost anyone very close to me. Its a shock one cannot describe.
    A week later my son Josiah came home and told us a very sad story about a friend of a friend who was stabbed to death by robbers as he tried to protect his mother from them. When we prayed for that situation my daughter Jemima remarked: “Mommy, you prayed sooo beautifully!” It was then that I realized for the first time what happened in my own heart through pain. I really had such a deep compassion to pray for others.
    Also after I lost my father and brother in one day, I hunted down old friends and acquaintances who also had this type of loss. It felt as if only these people could comfort me…
    Lots of love to you all.


    1. It was a sad time for our entire family. I know how deeply we were affected by the death of your dad, brother and the little ones. It reminded us of the terrible time when Marinda and her girls died… I was filled with deep sorrow for the parents. Your mom, Peet, Magda and Arike…. As a wife one sort of expects to outlive your husband but to lose a child? That is unimaginable horror. I cannot begin to imagine your pain! A father, brother and two cousins in one day???? Not a day goes by that I do not think of you and your family. Bless you for visiting and taking the time to write. Lots of love to you and your family!


  3. Hi Tersia. I finally made it to your blog. I’m so sorry for the suffering your family is living through. I pray the Lord gives you strength to carry on each minute of the day. I pray He fills you with peace. I pray for miraculous healing for your sweet girl. I pray for the end of suffering. I pray you have a safe and wonderful trip to visit your family. I pray you receive many hugs from those you love. I pray you find rest for your weary soul.


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