On A Personal Note
Today is the day that the kiddos and I leave for a weekend trip to spread George’s ashes. The sudden loss of my husband of 31 years to suicide last September 11th, was a complete shock. and We all miss him deeply and dearly. It’s been a hard year filled with lots of difficult events and emotions. My feelings surrounding his death are complicated and messy.
I feel angry at times that he chose to leave. I am peaceful at times knowing he is in the Lord's hands. And sometimes I feel all these things at once. I miss him. The kids miss him. His dad misses him. His sister. My sister. The list goes on. Those who knew him miss his cheerful demeanor and his smile. I miss my best friend. Because of the pain he was in, I understand. And sometimes I don’t. But I trust in God’s plan for us all.
I know God is with me. I’ve felt it and I have hope for the future. Friends, this has been profoundly difficult and I know many of you are going through your own deep waters even now. All I can say is hold on to hope. You are loved and held.
This weekend I covet your prayers for my kids and their healing and for all of us who are missing George. And I want to thank you for all the love and support you have shown us this past year. Thank you. 💕
