It’s Tuesday of Holy week. Four years ago, Abby died the Tuesday between Palm Sunday and Easter.
Quite frankly, today has been like any other normal day… cooking breakfast, checking math pages, watching a Moody Science film, making lunch (today it was baked chicken drumsticks, beans and homemade bread with cookies for dessert,) walking through a 5 paragraph essay with my 4th grader, letting the kids have cheerios for dinner so I don’t have to make something, answering e-mails, doing stickers with the toddler, listening to Latin prayers, shuffling the little ones off to bed. Discovering another grieving blog. I could go on and on.
That’s today. But the last couple months, there have been more tears than normal. This is because February started my “season of grief.” Overall, I’m doing ok. The tears may come but they haven’t translated into lengthy bouts of depression or walking around feeling numb, having to put one foot in front of the other, forcing myself to get out of bed in the morning. Life is better and easier than that.
So all this to say, time has lessened the pain…a little. It’s not gone, will never be, but I’m healthier. I’m walking in God’s love, sustained by His grace.

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