memories and healing?
It has been a strange few weeks.
I have had more dreams with Bill as part of them in the last 19 days
than I have had in the last 19 months combined.
I don't know if it is significant or if it simply is.
Memories have been flooding my waking moments as well.
Scattered, random memories.
All of it seemed to come together this afternoon.
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Today is Good Friday.
Today I did another "first thing".
I bought flowers to put at the grave.
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No, they are not fancy, and they were not expensive.
But I was drawn to do something.
Something to mark/celebrate that today is Good Friday.
It is the first time in a very long time I have thought of Friday as a good day.
All day long my heart has rejoiced with this resounding truth:
Because of Jesus' life, burial and resurrection
Bill is alive and well in the presence of the One who gives us true life.
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The shell that held who Bill is, his body is buried here,
but Bill, the man I shared life with, is not here.
That, my friends, is something to celebrate everyday!
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A friend just shared your blog with me. I am just beginning the journey. I laid my husband to rest just yesterday, on Good Friday. Thank you for sharing your journey so those like myself may find peace and comfort in our journey. I also attended KCC back in 78-80.
ReplyDeleteDear sister, my best advice is to hang tight to Jesus every step of your way-seek His face, run to Him, allow Him to be the love of your life. Be kind to and gentle with yourself.
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