Today every single thing reminded me of you (Josh). The sun shining through the clouds on my way to work; the chair I bought that we would have debated about it’s level of ridiculousness and need. My dinner choice and even how a bit of sun peaked through the clouds on my drive home and realizing your Jeep wasn’t in the driveway for the first time in months.
It’s interesting how I can travel through one day (like last Friday) thinking less about you only to find my mind completely filled with thoughts and memories a day or two later.
Once again, it is dipping into my sorrow. In many ways, I have learned to expect the dip. A good weekend of fun activities, then a dip, the week grinds on, then another uplifting activity, dip...
It’s good that I can see the patterns and I wonder when or if it will change.
I found a verse today that offered needed support for yet another Monday of repeating emotions:
“If your heart is broken, you’ll find GOD right there; if you’re kicked in the gut, he’ll help you catch your breath.” - Psalm 34:18 MSG
Breathe in, breathe out.
God is with me and he is with you.
Hi! It's Jenn Brown, writing my story that is now slightly different as we enter a season of new grief. On September 30, 2019, my dear husband Josh passed away after battling brain cancer.