October 20 rolls around each year, and each year this day arrives with the memories of the day Dad went to be with Jesus seemingly as fresh in my memory as they were on that day. I won’t go into the details of the morning other than to say Mom, Cath and I walked out…
Tag: grief
Yesterday was 44 years
One of our friends wrote – how could it be possible? I know, we said the same. How could we have been 21 such a short time ago… okay, I was 22, but just 22. And yes, people wondered if we knew what we were doing? Here’s the thing about marriage – you don’t really…
When you don’t know what to say
Thanks for the call today. Yes this post is for you. It’s hard to understand how people react to grief, and when they seemingly have no framework of faith it seems they will believe almost anything. Anything being that relatives of the past are flying above us, or that the cat is now an angel…
Hybrid Thoughts 