Another crisp cold day in British Columbia, I don't ever recall a March being this cold in the lower mainland. This coming week we will also loose an hour of sleep with the clock changes. The birds are audibly singing outdoors. Tiger the cat will have nothing to do with staying outdoors at all. A quick pee break and she is back indoors.
I was able to help my daughter edit one of her papers for her masters of nursing studies. My finger joints hurt from painting the baseboard, and typing. Yet, life marches on we do what we can each day. Longing hearts and empty rooms where our loved ones have lived, laughed and loved. I just recently visited a mom who lost her son to suicide. She is younger than me. She told me she is not so afraid of dying since she knows her son is already on the other side. In anycase, our children are free of the agony and hardships of this life. Perhaps you lost a spouse, a parent, a friend to suicide. Try, try very hard to focus on not how they died but instead on how they lived, and what they meant to us. As new groups of support emerge once again in our communities; whether it is grief share or a suicide/homicide support group, seek them out, and make new friends and relationships. Your loved ones would want you to embrace each day, and be filled with hope, courage. Last but not least pray in such a way that the Lord hears us. Thank you for being there, and hug someone today will you?
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