Last part of July

Somehow my soul seems to know when big grief moments are arriving even before my mind does. Three years ago must have been a bad day. I could look at the journal and find out but I know. He died 2 weeks later. It is hot and sunny. It is bright, like the day he died and Luke carried his body out into the blinding sunlight to the hearse/van. I just can’t avoid the feelings that come up this time of year.

7 responses to “Last part of July

  1. So many reminders. Praying for God to wrap His arms around you and give you peace and joy in your heart. Even though it is very hard. It is amazing how sights, sounds, smells and even seasons bring such strong and vivid memories.

  2. Praying that as you pour out your grief like water to the Lord that He will fill you up with His love in ways you haven't known before now. So sorry, my friend.

  3. Looking at his picture and wishing I could give him a big hub.

  4. I'm sorry that this is such a tough time of year, it must be incredibly tough to have to keep on going through the pain.

  5. I have been to this post and read it 4 times but I just don't know what to say. One some level I understand. (((HUG)))

  6. Hard days, I know. I know there aren't words when it just hurts. Know I'm praying for you as you face these days.

  7. Thinking of you today, as always. Love, z.

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