Profound Loss to Precious Memories
I recalled something I'd learned in my grief class about loss—and memories. They told us our profound loss would one day become precious memories.
I recalled something I'd learned in my grief class about loss—and memories. They told us our profound loss would one day become precious memories.
Moving forward in life and even in my grieving process has its highs and lows.
I’d been corresponding with a man on a matching site. I hoped we might meet one day. Next day, I received a phone call. This guy named Jim asked if we could meet for coffee…… I was a bit late as I drove into the crowded parking lot. Meeting someone for the first time is [...]
I thanked God for those memories, for they were such a part of me. I realized I didn't need to push those memories away, just be grateful I had them. I realized that she--grief--sometimes returns. But just briefly. Then she drifts away.
I realize joy is not always present in our lives. There are hills and valleys throughout our time on Earth. But dear reader, yet again, I am filled with JOY! And God is the giver of joy--and weeping, too. But for today, I will take the joy!!
My loving God nearer to me than any family member. Any friend. He's there when I'm awake at 3:00 am in the morning. Though He is unseen, I know He is there. Sad with me. Weeping with me. Joyful with me. Life is full of "distress", yet He is there. That's all we need to know.
Perhaps you’re facing something more difficult than a trail winding up a mountain. Is it a difficult marriage? Is your adult child wandering away from the faith you believed he’d keep? Is someone you love sick? Has the doctor told you something isn’t quite right and there are more tests to be done? Did your boss tell you that the company is making cut-backs and your job is in jeopardy? Perhaps people are saying things about you that are not true. Whatever the difficulty, I challenge you to give them to the Maker of the beautiful world we live in. He knows your difficulty. He’s right there with you. He loves you.
I wish I would learn to always be thankful and grateful for my situation. But I am not. I woke up grumpy and it continued throughout the day.
Thursday, June 21, 2012 Looking back at an old journal, I see angst. You see, from the date, I realize I was a new widow. The first time. It was three weeks after my husband Bill died, and I found out I had no job for the next school year. They were closing the school [...]
I just returned from my first international flight alone. My heart squeezed in sadness and memory as a couple held hands and the husband kissed his wife