13 weeks today: – My husband’s lifeless body was found in the woods, a result of his own suicide. – My husband was completely healed of any mental illness and anguish that took over in his final days, as He entered the gates of heaven and the arms of Jesus. – I discovered the depth…
It’s the little things that get me. Those that many never having walked this journey of losing a spouse might label insignificant. But to me…everything seems significant while grieving. Just as I’m learning to thank God for all the little things – no matter how small – I also tend to notice the little things…
Leah, Heatherly, and Leigh (at left) I didn’t know what to expect, and was honestly very hesitant to go just a little over eleven weeks after my husband’s tragic death. But, prior to that, I had so looked forward to my 2nd annual She Speaks conference. So, through the financial and logistical generosity of others…I…
(The pic has absolutely nothing to do with this blog post. I just thought I’d send you a little smile. They’ve been far and few between lately, so I thought I’d share the biggest one I’ve had in awhile.) If I’ve heard it once, I’ve heard it a hundred times since Chris died (11 weeks…
I shared on a previous blog how I went back last week to the site where my husband took his own life back in May. You can read more about that visit by clicking here. My daughter has also been asking to go there as well. She felt that seeing it with her own eyes…
I’m now 10 weeks in…10 weeks of discovering this new thing (to me)…grief. I can attest quite frankly…IT STINKS! So far, there has been nothing beautiful, nothing magical, nothing glorifying about this process…it simply stinks. Now, while being a “Negative Nancy”, I’m also totally convinced that something beautiful and God-glorifying will come out of this….
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