Healing

Life is slowly getting back to normal at our house. Nothing feels "normal" yet but things have been going on since February that have been life altering. Most of it I am not quite ready to share but I hope that someday I will be. The kids seem to be adjusting well to life without Grandma which I have to admit was a little weird to me at first. I didn't want them to be sad but I didn't understand when they seemed to move on with life so quickly. Then at dinnertime I would listen to them pray and ask God to help them not be sad. I realized that because of their child like faith they are ok with things. They know where Grandma is and they have complete confidence that they will see her again. I can't begin to describe how alone I feel at times. I heard someone say awhile back that when you lose your mom it truly feels like your an orphan. I couldn't agree more. I miss calling her just to talk. I miss just doing nothing with her. Even though I had a chance to tell her how much I loved her and how much she meant to me I still want a few more minutes to hold her hand and talk with her. But as my mom told me right before she died it will only be a minute until I see her again.