I Can Do All Things...

I'm dusting off the blog today. Life has been sweet, and it's been bitter. But I've learned that it keeps rolling, regardless.

 Mine seemed to come to a screeching halt one week before Thanksgiving when my mom suddenly left this world for a perfect one. To say that I miss her is a gross understatement. My world will never be the same. It's easy to get swallowed up in that. But little by little, bit by bit, my family is healing. We're helping each other on difficult days and laughing together on good ones. We're learning what it means to take one cautious step at a time on this brand new, sometimes heart-wrenching journey. Because we weren't made to be stagnant. And we don't have to do it alone.

  

 

My mom was turning into quite the potter before her departure. She made these ornaments and saved them as Christmas gifts for us. It feels like she's still here, pointing me in the right direction. I hung this at my kitchen window. I can't think of a more perfect verse to turn to every day.

I recently learned that Mom kept a journal. What a special gift for her loved ones! It made me remember that that's why I started this blog. I think I lost sight of that somewhere along the line and let it become a burden.

So, here I am. Again. Simply sharing my days.