So...the 14th of last month would have been Michael's twenty-seventh birthday.
Eight days later was our first Thanksgiving, first major holiday without him.
Two days after that was the five month mark since he killed himself.
The next day was five months since he was found, by a co-worker and friend.
This was a lot...a lot...in the space of less than two weeks.
Also in November, both our daughters had birthdays...their first without Michael there to help celebrate.
All of this, in the midst of....saying goodbye to well-loved friends, with an overwhelming amount to accomplish to prepare the rest of our belongings for storage, get ready for a sale of what we're not keeping (which took place under several inches of fresh snow), donate/discard the leftovers from the sale, finish moving into our RV trailer, and leave the town we've lived in and loved for over twenty-three years.
It sounds impossible, doesn't it?
But so was holding a memorial service for our son in the midst of selling our home and moving out.
And yet, it happened. By the grace of God and with loads of help, it happened.
Somehow, it all got done. Not smoothly, not always gracefully, but...done.
Again, only by the grace of God.
Like everything, everything the past five months....only by the grace of God!
Sharing my heart as I walk the road of grief. "The Lord is close to the brokenhearted and saves those who are crushed in spirit." Psalm 34:18
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My dear friend, as sad, as hard, and as horrific as the past 5 or 6 months have been for your entire family. Life marches on around us, even when we cannot seem to take a step forward, to even try as we may to grasp the heartache we must face.
ReplyDeleteI see the process through this journey as so personal and individual. May you walk forward how you can knowing you have a community of friends who will always hold you up in prayer. Love you my friend.
Thank you, sweet friend. <3 I feel all the love and all the prayers, like a blanket wrapped around me, like a cushion making the hard ground a little easier to walk. <3 <3 <3
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