It was nice to wake up this morning a little more rested in my own bed. I even thought, "Hey, this is going pretty well," for about the first two hours. Then I bravely decided I should go get coffee from our favorite, local coffee shop. I was sure I could handle this simple task.
But upon seeing the friendly faces of the baristas who knew Josh, my eyes to teared up. Another hello from an acquaintance and I was ready to leave. And didn't want to answer, "How are you doing?" anymore. I walked out quickly, threw on my sunglasses and kind of melted down in my car with at least a fresh mocha in my hand for comfort.
It may sound like I handled that exchange okay, but I'd say ... "That didn't go so well." I of course, thought it could be tough but it turns out it was more than I expected. I know eventually I'll be able to enter the coffee shop without tears but for this wasn't the day for it.
After that uncomfortable adventure, I decided to completely rearrange the living room furniture, a fresh perspective for a new season. Rearranging doesn't solve the big problem but it is nice still.
God's peace continues to be with me and I know the prayers of so many are making a difference.
Thanks for following along.
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.