Everyone wants to know how we’re really doing.
There’s no easy way for me to respond to that. I won’t speak for Chad and Libby, but one minute I’m doing ok, thinking about some menial task, and the next minute something triggers a thought of Sarah and what should “be” and I’m in tears. Grieving is hard work—not just mentally either, but physically. Sometimes I feel my heart is literally breaking on the inside and I feel random aches and pains and the old familiar gut punch that has come and gone for the past 10 months. 10 months… I still can’t fathom that she’s gone and it only took 10 months. I hate cancer. I hate our new normal. Please bear with me as I figure out what life without Sarah looks like. Please have grace with me in my grieving…and No, this doesn’t mean that I’ve lost faith. God is close to the broken-hearted(Psalms 34:18). I know He can handle my honesty. There’s really no use pretending with Him. I learned that a long time ago. I know He’s the only one that can heal my broken heart. I made Sarah that promise as we talked about her being healed in heaven, instead of earth. I told her that just as I could trust Jesus to take care of her there, she could trust Him to take care of us here and heal my broken heart. “The Lord cares deeply when his loved ones die.” Psalms 116:15. He cares for all of us who are hurting because we’re separated from those that we love. I’m so thankful that He made a way to defeat death once and for all.
So, regarding the hard work of healing, I’ve decided to start this “Grace in Grieving” blog. If you’re interested in my journey through grief, or maybe you’re grieving too, hit the “follow” button on FB, subscribe to receive updates, share, and comment.
