One Year Later
It's been a year, and I ain't saying it ain't been a good one. It's been a "did a lot more than I thought I could" one. -It's Been a Year by Ashley Cooke If that isn't the truth, Grandma. I miss you more than life. But we're doing okay. Maybe not today, but that's expected. I've learned that grief comes in waves. Like the other night, when I stepped outside and looked up at the stars. I just cried and talked to you. It was what I needed, but it was brief. Brief like our last phone call on May 12, 2024; 8 days before my heart shattered and left a pain that lingered. _______ A year later, I've been pushed to change my perspective. The idea of re-shaping how I'm viewing these "bad" things that keep happening. I'm finding hidden meanings as to why things have happened. I find myself believing that God is on my side again, after doubting his mission. I've read a few blogs from Hope During Loss (linked b...