Flowers from one of Mama's Persian Silk trees.
I haven't posted anything in a while. Since March to be exact, but those who follow me on Facebook are hopefully aware as to why that may be.
The truth is I've found it hard to write coherently as of late. My thoughts have been a jumbled mess since about late April. That, of course, being when Mama started taking a turn for the worse in her struggle with cancer.
The truth is I've found it hard to write coherently as of late. My thoughts have been a jumbled mess since about late April. That, of course, being when Mama started taking a turn for the worse in her struggle with cancer.
Oddly enough, I have actually been writing prolifically for the past couple months, but none of it is post worthy. Mostly thoughts on what has and continues to happen. Still a mess, but I'm sure there are some blog worthy thoughts in them. It's just a matter of finding them. That, and there are parts of what I have experienced that I would like to keep private.
My thoughts though are beginning to clear. I'm slowly getting back into a schedule. My interest in writing about specific topics is coming back, and I'm beginning to feel myself again. Which is why I started this entry today (actually I wrote it in it's entirety during break from work, one day).
Thank you to everyone who cared about her. I know that words nor actions will ever express how thankful I am for all who brought her comfort in her last days. Perhaps she said it best, "I love you more than you'll ever know".
With that, I bid 2012 a warm goodbye. As I've been telling my wife, 2012 wasn't a "bad" year if not, "hard". There's no such thing as a bad year. I'm not completely okay, yet, but I've been shown, again, that God's grace is sufficient. Mama has paved the way, and if I had any fear of dying, it's all gone thanks to her. I think I understand now what "we must die in order to live" means. Christ gave me forgiveness and eternity, but Mama has helped me understand it. If nothing else, this was her dying gift to me and to anyone who was paying attention.
So it's time to take this lesson with me and revisit an old bit of advice I give my friends.
"May you never sit still..."
I have several things in mind for 2013. There's so much to see, do, and explore. I will, as always, keep you posted. And to quote an old Perry Como Christmas song, here's my wish to all of you:
Love and joy come to you,
And to you glad Christmas too,
And God bless you and send you,
A Happy New Year,
And God send you a Happy New Year!
My thoughts though are beginning to clear. I'm slowly getting back into a schedule. My interest in writing about specific topics is coming back, and I'm beginning to feel myself again. Which is why I started this entry today (actually I wrote it in it's entirety during break from work, one day).
Thank you to everyone who cared about her. I know that words nor actions will ever express how thankful I am for all who brought her comfort in her last days. Perhaps she said it best, "I love you more than you'll ever know".
With that, I bid 2012 a warm goodbye. As I've been telling my wife, 2012 wasn't a "bad" year if not, "hard". There's no such thing as a bad year. I'm not completely okay, yet, but I've been shown, again, that God's grace is sufficient. Mama has paved the way, and if I had any fear of dying, it's all gone thanks to her. I think I understand now what "we must die in order to live" means. Christ gave me forgiveness and eternity, but Mama has helped me understand it. If nothing else, this was her dying gift to me and to anyone who was paying attention.
So it's time to take this lesson with me and revisit an old bit of advice I give my friends.
"May you never sit still..."
I have several things in mind for 2013. There's so much to see, do, and explore. I will, as always, keep you posted. And to quote an old Perry Como Christmas song, here's my wish to all of you:
Love and joy come to you,
And to you glad Christmas too,
And God bless you and send you,
A Happy New Year,
And God send you a Happy New Year!
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