Notes from June
June has come, and it feels quiet but heavy at the same time. This year has been hard on my family. In January, my husband lost his mother, and I also lost a mom. Since then, life has not felt the same.
There are moments when things seem normal, and then it hits again. The small things bring back a thought, a memory, a simple part of the day that used to be shared. The feeling comes without warning, and it stays longer than expected. Grief has shown up in different ways for all of us. The kids miss their grandparents in ways that are hard to put into words. My husband carries it quietly, but I can see it in his eyes. And for me, the memories come in waves. Some are gentle, but others are heavy and hard to hold. Nights can be the hardest.
When everything is still, the weight of it all feels stronger. There are tears that don’t always have words behind them, just a deep feeling of missing the people who meant so much. People say time heals, but right now it feels more like learning how to live with what’s missing. The places in life that once felt full now feel different, and adjusting to that has not been easy. I’ve been working on my second book, and it’s about healing. It feels strange to write about healing while walking through this kind of pain. Still, I’m holding on to God. As it says in Psalm 34:18, “The Lord is close to the brokenhearted and saves those who are crushed in spirit.”
That truth has been something to hold onto in the middle of all of this. For now, it’s just taking things one day at a time. Some days are a little lighter, others are not. But even in the heaviness, there is still a quiet hope that strength will come, little by little. As always, thank you for supporting me on my journey.
I pray God continues to protect my family and yours, and whatever you are going through, that He will see you through and give you peace and strength to carry on.
