As I sat reading while watching my middle two giggling trying to dodge the sharks that swam below the couches, jumping wildly as they avoided the lava filled carpets, I was overcome with gratitude and joy. I was silently thinking to myself what a miraculous journey of life I have lived. These two innocent silly spirits full of life were given to me, yet I never would have known them if Lydia hadn’t died.
God had plans for me. He had breathed new life into me when I didn’t know it was possible.
Although the pain has been horrific, He has pulled me through and made a rainbow after the terrible storm.
It was then, that I came across a post from one of my favorite blogs. Words of hope from another who has loved and lost yet thrived again, a perspective from a brave and incredibly strong woman who has persevered and found the sweeter side of her grief.
Thank you Alysha for sharing…You are an inspiration to so many…
One of the most beautiful gifts that has arisen out of my loss has been that I now know what its like to fully live in the moment. In fact, I know nothing about what it means to live in the future, anymore. I no longer lay awake, begging for sleep to overtake me, as I contemplate the insecurities of the future. I can honestly say I am so incredibly content with exactly where I am right now. Right here. In this moment.
When Dave and I were married, I didn’t think about the future. I thought a lot about the past and how it affected me in the day-to-day, but not about the future. I only knew that I was blissfully happy and so incredibly blessed that the Lord had granted me another chance at love; He had redeemed the sadness by bringing me another life-long companion. And for…
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