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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)

6.24.2010

It has been a day of trying to keep pace with the racing of my heart.  I began a new medication two days ago that has been giving me a few negative side effects...heart palpitations, being one of them.  It brought me home a little early from work today so I could lay down and see if resting would help.  I sure hope I hurry up and adjust to it, or I may stop it altogether.  I can do "jittery" all by myself!

I made it through another support group meeting last night.  It was a tough one, focusing specifically on the loss of a spouse.  I upset myself at the start, when I discovered a picture of Mike in my book, taken just months before his diagnosis.  I had been looking at it earlier in the week while doing the bookwork. I didn't intend on going back to the meetings, but changed my mind, and forgot the picture was in my book. 

If that wasn't enough of a distraction, my cell phone kept turning itself back on during the meeting, after I would shut it off.  It has been doing this to me every meeting I've gone to there.  It crossed my mind, that if it were possible, Mike would be messing with me.  That would be just his personality, trying to keep my heart light.  He guarded it his whole life. 

I was, and am still, SO blessed!

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