Sleepless Nights Turned Into Joy!

Sleepless Nights Turned Into Joy!

I tossed and turned last night in bed. I tried several tactics that sometimes work. The tossing and turning reminded me of when I was grieving. I’d try to relax and let sleep overcome my consciousness. I quoted Bible verses I’d memorized, I’d let hymns run through my brain. I even prayed, and asked God to show me who I should pray for.  This morning I read in the Psalms. It was a familiar  one:   I am worn out from sobbing. Every night tears...

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A Bluesy, Blah-like, Sort of Day

That’s how my day was on Saturday. I planned to put my Christmas decorations away. I enjoy the clean, neat feeling that is there when all the messy branches and candle drippings are removed and I have a less crowded room. Often my decor for January is clean, white, and simple. But I digress. The day before I began taking things down, I sorted out decorations I didn’t need anymore. I looked at unused stockings. There was a “Mom”, “Dad” stocking,...

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Time–You Cannot Stop It

Time. It moves so quickly! I’ve been more aware of it lately. We just had our four Vancouver grands stay with us for a week while their parents went away for their 20th Wedding Anniversary. The grands are no longer as needy as before. One even drives now. The two youngest still get excited about decorating for Christmas, but the others don’t really care.   I’m also looking forward to another anniversary. It will be our second wedding...

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Another Change, Yet Blessed Hope  

I walked into the room, paused a moment. Where was she? I was looking for my mother-in-law when I saw someone sitting in a wheel chair at a table, ready to eat supper. There was a large blue terrycloth bib firmly attached to her neck to protect her clothing. Her head was slumped, her curly gray hair tousled. Was this Mom? I walked around the table and looked down at her face. Yes, I think this was her. How can things change so rapidly? Three...

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Music Can Soothe Your Soul

You can sing it, you can play it, you can listen to it. Music is another way to cope on your journey from grief to joy.     I play violin in a small community orchestra and after my second husband, Blair, died suddenly from a brain aneurysm, I continued to attend rehearsals. For me, playing takes me away from anything but the notes in front of me, my violin blending with other instruments. Sometimes in those early days of grief, the...

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