My dad’s passing is now seven months behind me and as life goes on I seem to be getting close to the acceptance phase of my grieving process.
The tearful moments are growing farther apart and when they do come, I find them being replaced with a smile on my heart because I am beyond grateful for the time I had with him.
Yesterday morning I found myself feeling sad as I knew the next day (today) was going to be my 61st birthday and my first birthday without my dad. I thought, “What I’d give to hear Dad say one more time, ‘Your mom and I are proud of you son.'”
I allowed myself to have a sad moment but quickly replaced the moment with a peaceful joy because I was beyond grateful for the time I had with him and the hundreds, if not thousands of times he shared his pride in me.
Our memory is a powerful resource in reminding us of all we gained from the one we lost.
Thanks for reading today’s ramble…with deep and personal blogs such as this one, I find myself being the patient and my readers serving as my therapists. ๐
Revelation 21:4, “He will wipe away every tear from their eyes, and death shall be no more, neither shall there be mourning, nor crying, nor pain anymore, for the former things have passed away.รขโฌย
Romans 14:8, “For if we live, we live to the Lord, and if we die, we die to the Lord. So then, whether we live or whether we die, we are the Lord’s. “
P.E.A.C.E.
Jay@EagleLaunch.com
