And so it goes. Days where you think you can't go on. Days when you're angry at people who walk in the sunshine and laugh. Days that you try to make sense of things and get a grip on this new reality in your life. One step in front of the other. One day after the other. Finally, days where you smile more than you cry. It's a journey.
Mom is a rock. Always has been. The lighthouse in the storm. But this is different. So very different. When your life is meshed with someone else's for 56 years, part of you is missing when they are gone. Jack and Joy. She struggles with how to define life without him. How think without considering him. How to "be." But she forges on. Confident in the Lord's strength and desiring to find His purpose for her life now.
It is all part of the process. I used to have to restrain the urge to become verbally abusive when someone would ask if I was "getting over it". Getting over it? The first man I ever "loved"? The one who put his life on the line again and again for me? Getting OVER it?!?!? You are right. One step at a time in the journey. Thoughts and prayers of those who love you go with you daily!
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