We survived the year anniversary of June’s passing. Honestly, the day was less emotional than I thought it would be. For that, I am grateful.
Over the past year, I have attended a monthly support group with other bereaved moms. From the very first meeting, I was told the second year would be the hardest. So, I spent the entire first year dreading the anniversary and the scary “second year.” I’m only one month in, but thankfully, it has not been as difficult as I anticipated.
I am 100% positive it is because of the grace of God.
The Lord is close to the brokenhearted
and saves those who are crushed in spirit.
God has been so kind to me. Of course, the year has not been without great challenges and sadness. My only child is gone. And for the record, it still stings just as much as it did on August 28, 2017.
I have nothing profound about mourning to share with you. I have not figured out how to incorporate grief into the rest of my life - it still takes over when it wants to.
I will take a second to reiterate what I have shared in the past: spend time with your family. Draw close to the Lord. You do not know when your rainy days will come. I pray they never do.