Many of you have felt the earthly sting of death so I know you understand. Time really does begin to heal those strong open wounds. Memories seem to help with the hurt and the tears begin to change into a slight smile as you can remember good warm thoughts. My Dad got to watch his beautiful granddaughter get married ... we are so thankful he was there. I personally have not begun to grieve or mourn....my focus has been on my mom. But God will help with that. I'm waking in the mornings and putting my feet right in God's footsteps whereever he leads me....no questions asked!!! God is perfect and why should I try to figure anything out when it's already done for me? I listen to his quiet whispers of what to do.
I appreciate you listening to me on this sad note. I had planned to post some pics of a beautiful wedding and will do that soon, but will tend to Mom a few more days before she goes to my sister. If I may ask, please put Mom in your prayers. Thank you from the bottom of my heart.
(A huge thank you to my sweet friends that have left me such thoughtful notes...you touched my heart deeply.)
As the funeral service ended that day, a friend was leaving and outside the front doors there lay a shiny dime on the sidewalk. He picked it up and it was given to Darb....I believe in my heart, Dad left it there for her. He was a huge coin collector and this has to be the most special one he ever touched.
Cast your burden on the Lord, and he will sustain you....