I’m an terrible blogger. I get ideas for my blog and never follow through. Perhaps my creativity is forever stifled, or I may be a bit depressed. Fall is here, and it’s quite beautiful. I love the seasons in the Midwest, that’s partly why we moved here from Florida. However, I already know it’s not the weather that has me feeling blue. It’s the huge hole that is/will be here during the holidays. Seth is gone. Everyday I cry for him. I know it’s normal and it’s only been five months. But it hurts like hell.
I won’t be downtrodden or anything around my kids, because they are hurting to but still need the peace of Christmas and the positivity of the New Year.
We are preparing for Thanksgiving, my second favorite holiday. I bought this big guy yesterday:
He’s about twenty five pounds. I’m hoping he will give us leftovers, because with eight people feasting like mad, it tends to leave nothing behind.
I am humbled to report that my husband cooks our turkeys and has since we first were married. I help with side dishes and clean up. I am hoping to make green bean casserole for the first time ever! Also, I plan on making a homemade apple pie or two. Wish me luck!
I have been praying about some major decisions in my life. Things that are serious and very past due need to be acted upon. I’m asking for your prayers for strength and resilience. Sometimes taking that first step takes months, even years. I have to learn to trust God all the time. Thank you!
What are your holiday plans this year? Travel? Cooking? Please share them with me.
Thank you for staying around to read me, and for your patience. Please see my newest article for Catholic Stand here: http://www.catholicstand.com/interview-myra-johnson-sweetest-rain/
God bless you!
I haven’t blogged in a while. At first I was blaming it on being busy, but it’s not true. Then my world was shaken. Violently. My dearly beloved nephew, only twenty years old, was struck and killed by a train on June 12. I’ve never experienced anything so painful. I’m trying to hold it together, but he’s in my thoughts constantly. You see, I was mad at him. He wasn’t doing the right thing, ya’ll. He was on the wrong path. But he was a good soul. He was kind and loving. His death has left us in shock and left me longing to understand: why? My brother and his wife are hurting so badly. I can barely look at my sweet brother without crying. My nephew was an only child, one they had tried for years to conceive. This road they must now travel, without him, is full of hurt, loss, and bewilderment. How can I begin to help them through this pain? I am in a constant state of prayer as I try to understand Gods plan for our family.
If you have a loved one who is hard to love, or if you find yourself having difficulty forgiving someone, especially a family member, seek help. Don’t stay angry at anyone. Love them anyway. That is what they need. Try to reach out to them. I would give anything to tell him I love him one more time, for him to walk in and say it was all a mistake. None of us are perfect, and we never know when we will be called Home. Give yourself the peace of knowing that you have shown your love to this person, because they deserve it. So do you.
I love you, Seth. Forever.