Today I'm feeling honored to be a guest blogger for Mom's Choice Awards.
I put a great deal of thought and reflection into this piece,
and I'm grateful that they found it helpful for their audience.
Here's a throwback to 1991, when John and I traveled to
Florida to visit Mark during his college days.
Figures he's holding a cat; he was a sucker for a stray!
but instead, the camera's freeze frame says 53.
His tenant and friend, MC, sent this gem my way today.
In my heart, forever 53.
So my grief journey continues.
Yesterday, another friend asked if I thought I was at
about 90% of the way through my never-ending grief walk.
That was an interesting question, which gave me pause.
Because I'm convinced we aren't ever done grieving,
but that we can certainly move through it enough
to settle into our new normal to feel comfortable again
in that reality, without that piece of our heart nearby.
Going through old pictures helps me heal.
We kind of had the same smile, eh?
He was there through SO many seasons with me.
And traveling? That was his favorite!
Here we are with his Flat Mipps.
He took Joshua's first-grade assignment very seriously!
I miss his laugh.
I miss his compassion.
I miss his generosity.
Heck, I even miss his sarcasm.
Most of all, I miss his presence.
Missing Mipps has been my biggest heartache
on this side of heaven; our family time doesn't feel
complete without that signature smile of his.
But we move on, exhausted but grateful.
Music also carries me through; click {here} for a comforting fave.
What's your go-to tool for navigating the stormy seas of grief and loss?
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