One day at a time...
Experiencing a major life event often draws me back to the keyboard. This place to write and think and process. I get in a mode where I want to remember, document, explain, teach, encourage, feel. All those things that get stirred up when there is a jolt to the normal. It makes the normal seem much more significant. Right now? Right now I am getting through a day at a time. Grief is hard because it comes and goes in waves and is often quite unexpected. I know certain songs will move me to tears just with the first few words. Other times I am able to sing and praise knowing that God is in control. I walk through the grocery store and have those thoughts of another baby blanket, or bottles will only be packed away for a short time...except neither of those things are needed now. And I pause. Wednesday I discussed the goodness of God....and wept. Thursday I got my hair and nails done...knowing I was simply trying outwardly to feel normal again. Friday I prepared for a wed