Do you ever have one of those days when everything is wrong? You spill your coffee on your favorite shirt, burn your toast and just about back into a car on the way out of the driveway. I had one of those days. I had all sorts of ideas and ambitions flying though my mind like fireworks, but anytime I tried to act on them I froze. I want my grief to subside. Now. But what would the purpose be if it did? As painful and uncomfortable as grief can be, it is changing me for the better. I know God has good plans in store for me and He will help me to continue the love, kindness and courage that Christian emulated during his 21 years on this earth. I do have to heal first and as they say, time is the great healer.
Instead of focusing on everything that went wrong, which including feeling and acting like Oscar the Grouch, starting a blog post earlier today that just didn’t flow at all. not being able to stay awake for even 3 pages of a novel, I will close this day focusing on what went right.
The sun came up…
Many birds came to my feeders even though I didn’t go outside to fill them…
I was able to prepare a delicious, healthy meal for my family…
My son, despite his pain today, smiled…
The road less traveled 