Winter is Coming, yet There is Hope

Today is the fourth anniversary of my sweet husband's heaven day.  Since last January I have made great strides in my healing.  I am so grateful for GriefShare and my wonderful church, Morning Star.

I don't know how I would have made it through the past ten months without them.  I have learned SO much truth--and now, instead of hiding from my grief, I am walking through the pain and I'm almost to the other side.

I will always miss my Beloved.  We were married for 31 years and shared a wonderful adventure together.

But it is time to move forward now.

Blessings and peace to you, dear ones.  God is good--He is near--He is always near to the brokenhearted.   And there is always Hope in Him. 

A Heart in my Tea Cup

I was having a sad morning.  With the onset of the holiday, the waves of grief have been especially high.  My Beloved enjoyed the Fourth of July to the hilt.  I can still see him boisterously tending the BBQ, heartily greeting his friends and above all, his funny stories and the sound of his laughter.

This morning in the midst of one of those crushing waves of sadness, I found a heart in the bottom of my teacup.  If you look closely, you can see--it is broken, but somehow mended.

A little hug from the Creator, Who loves me and who sees Alan every day in heaven.

Have a lovely weekend, sweet Friends.