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In 2007, I began my original website, Sonshine's Haven. In 2007, it was turned into a blog and used to keep family updated on my first husband's fight with liver cancer. He passed away November of 2009. We were married for 34+ wonderful years and this journals some of that grief process I've gone through.
I have since remarried another widower, but Mike is missed dearly, and will always be a big part of my life.
At times, all of us will be called to act as witnesses to the suffering of another. We will be unable to affect the outcome physically. Words will fail us. Prayer will seem futile. And yet, the act of bearing witness to someone else's trials is a sacred sorrow that offers and astounding glimpse of eternal joy." by Ginger Garrett
"Being willing to stay with a loved one throughout their travail, can be difficult....YES! But offering yourselves as faithful companions on a dark and dreadful journey can be an unmeasured blessing." (paraphrased by me)
4.11.2010
I got to experience push mowing my lawn for the first time, after my riding lawn mower's blades wouldn't engage. I sat there stunned for a few moments, getting ready to feel sorry for myself, and then thought...you can either let this beat you...or you can beat it. I did compromise though, and only mowed half the acre. (then my son in law and his dad stopped by and fixed it today)
Next, one of my sweetest friends in the world called, and we met for dinner. Mary lost her husband too, and she has been such an encouragement to me. We had the best time just talking, but we're venturing to take things a step further, and start a group for singles, to do activities with...like walking, shopping, going out to dinner, visiting museums, maybe even traveling together, and such.
If I've learned anything, it's that some times you need to step out of your comfort zone, in order to survive. Anyone that knows me, knows how shy and quiet I usually am....so, initiating a girls night out (a couple of months ago)...and possibly now a singles group, takes a great measure of courage from me. I just know Mike wouldn't want me sitting around, crying and falling apart, all the time.
Hey....is anyone up for horseback riding? :)
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