Mourning or Morning

This has been a rough few months. Classes started back this week and I can already see the major changes that have happened in our families lives. I drove to my only on-campus class today and, for the first time in my life, I did not visit my Granny’s. When I say that our family has been going through a rough few month, I did not exaggerate. On the first day of 2018 I buried my best friend. My Granny was not just someone that made me cookies and was fun to visit on occasion, she was someone that I did almost everything with. She was the couch I rested on when I was going to the doctor 3 times a week while I was carrying my daughter. She was the person that I wanted to call any time something happened that we had shared.

On the first day of what should be a fresh new year, I was saying a final goodbye to my Granny. Now, my Granny was a God fearing and God loving woman. So on that final goodbye day, I am so thankful that it was, instead of goodbye, a “see you later.”

That has been what has carried me through these hard days of missing her. The days that I find the thing on sale that she had been looking for. The days I pick up the phone to call her. I know I will see her again and that she is at complete peace with Jesus.

So, this year I am planting my garden in her honor. I am adding bird feeders to constantly remind me of her and her love of bird watching. I will enjoy my family for her. And I will live every moment in such a way that I will see her again. That is the hope that I have in Jesus.

I feel like 2018 kinda started badly. However, I look at all the moments that I had been blessed with and all the memories that I have and I see the sunrise to give me a fresh morning. The bible tells me that my sorrows will last for the night but joy will come in the morning, so I have embraced the new morning that God has given me.

 

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