I look forward to the last stages because I know I will have come through my storms. I will admit that I haven’t been going to church, not because I’m angry at God but because what church reminds me.
My relationship with God has grown as I walk through these stages. Being able to talk with him has truly help tremendously. He rocked me as I cried in the car or at my desk. He listened when I asked why, Lord, why? He let me know that I’m not alone in this craziness.
So I highly recommend a relationship with God, turn to him when you have no other way to turn. He will pick you up and carry you along the way. I’m so grateful for him holding me because there were many day, my legs refused to carry me.
I will tell you that there is no pain like losing a love one and there is no timeframe when you get over it. I don’t think you ever get over it. You just learn to live with it. I’m on the journey of living with it.
My mother’s mother died when she was 9. She always wondered how she could be a good mother when she didn’t have one to learn from. How wrong she was, I believe her mother gave her all the knowledge she needed in those nine year and the stuff she didn’t know she winged it well.
Thank you for taking the time to read my posts and I hope they were helpful for you.
I’m thankful for the relationship I had with my mother. She was a good mother but I believe she was an excellent friend. She taught me the meaning of a good friend and I’m grateful for having her in my life for 44 years.