“You haven’t blogged for a while.” she remarked. “Why aren’t you writing?”
Honestly, how much grief do people want to hear about? Just over two years now since my husband died…and too often, I think I am having a good day when sadness overwhelms me. It is an effort to keep myself pointed in a forward direction.
I thought I covered grief to the max when I wrote The Pregnant Pause of Grief: The First Trimester but I guess I was wrong.
Grief does not remain the same. It constantly reinvents itself, vibrating your world and turning you in circles.
I haven’t written too much about it since the book came out, however now I understand that everyone is grieving something or other. When I am open with my grief, others have the freedom to share theirs.
So here it is. Don’t expect your grief to go away entirely. Pockets of it remain forever…but other sections of it have been replaced with joy. Meanwhile…
Come, let us sing for joy to the Lord; let us shout aloud to the Rock of our salvation. Let us come before him with thanksgiving and extol him with music and song. For the Lordis the great God, the great King above all gods. (Psalm 95:1-3, NIV)
Prayer- Father God, thank you for healing. We rejoice in it as it arrives…amen.