Get Over It

Yes, that has been a common refrain in my ears over the last 11 years. That’s when my husband passed. Here is part of the msg I wrote two years after that terrible day.

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 of widowhood, but I guess I was wrong.

I guess I expected too much of grief. Now all these years later, I can still say this again in all honesty. Grief does not remain the same. It constantly reinvents itself, vibrating your world and turning you in circles.

Grief never goes away completely. It slips up and bites you when you least expect it. I find it in a familiar song, a favourite recipe or a quick glimpse of a scripture or picture.

And that is very true. Yet, this is also true.

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 LORD is the great God, the great King above all gods. (Psalm 95:1-3, NIV)

Thus, I gathered all my journal entries over the past years and published them in a book called “Then the Hurt Won’t Quit” 

The hurt never quits but God doesn’t either!

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