On May 26, 2012, I lost my beautiful husband. It was sudden (I was picking up my purse to go to Wal Mart. When I turned around, Michael made a funny noise and died!). I did CPR for almost 30 minutes waiting for the EMS to get here. It was a horrible, brutal thing!
At the hospital, after he had been pronounced dead, I kept saying "I don't know how to let them take him", "I don't know how to let him go". Over the past 7 1/2 weeks, there have been so many times that I've said "I don't know how to....". Most of all, I still don't know how to let him go.
I'm starting this blog to chronicle my journey through grief. I hate to think that there are others that have to walk through this, but I know that there are. Maybe together, or through this journey of mine, we can find healing. Maybe God really can bring beauty from the ashes of my grief. Maybe I really can heal and go on with my life?
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