There is a little saying that I tell my children all the time, and other people, too, if I feel they need to hear it: “Just give it a year; a lot can happen in a year.” In that year we have had babies born to lift our spirits, overcome hardship, renewed a marriage… the list goes on and on.
A lot can happen in a week, too. This past week they were sad events: the loss of my little Boaz and much more importantly the loss of a dad, the dad my children still needed in their lives. And the little saying just won’t work this time because that kind of loss never leaves. That kind of loss is the kind in which a person has to learn to live differently: without the presence they loved.
This week was an emotional week where my children and family met to honor someone they loved, to remember the goodness and the grace of God within him, to pour out loving support. It was a time where friends of their dad came to tell our children good things about their dad, tell funny stories, and express sorrow.
When I woke up this morning, I was going to hop up out of bed and start right off with the Halloween contest and the goals for the month. But starting off with remembering the past week was more appropriate. And then we have to move on because that’s the way life is. It may take us longer than a year (sometimes a lifetime) to move on, but that we must do.
My grandfather-in-law, Joe Wright, was a mortician. He experienced death on a personal basis regularly, not just in his business but through the loss of many of his close, loved, family members. After the death of his grandson, my husband James, when I was so distraught, he talked with me and said, “Life is for the living. We have to keep living until we die.” Not existing, but living.
So this month, I want you to live. Make the effort to do something you don’t ordinarily do: exercise? read your Bible? dance? say I love you at least once a day? send me your Halloween photos?
Blessings to you on your efforts. Send me an update on what you are doing. Send me Halloween photos.