Blessed are those who mourn, for they will be comforted. Matthew 5:4

I was just reminded of this verse. It holds so much promise for me tonight. I have been reading my own blog and found comfort in the words that God has given me to write.

This Christmas is going to be happy and sad.  Christmas has always been my favorite holiday.  One of my favorite Christmas memories is of you hiding behind a chair because you were in labor and you didn't want to go to the hospital. I remember laughing at you because I was not always kind in my youth.  Your son was born the next morning and I got to be there in the hospital the whole time.  I was young but I loved you fiercely and wouldn't have been anywhere else.

I feel as though I have been lifted partway out of a fog that I was sitting under for the past 6 months.  I was so focused on the immediate concerns that I could not see the future.

Guest Post

This one was written by my son for a school assignment.

Aunt Candace

My Aunt Candace was awesome. She would play games with me. We went to visit her when I was little. They lived in Nevada. I played with my cousin Aaron. We would play his xbox 360. Then they moved to Virginia. We went there to visit them a couple times. That was fun.

She was coming from Virginia to Oregon by car. She was in Idaho and then a car was over the passing lane a little bit and hit her car. Then she died but Aaron and Leila and the dog were barely hurt. We went to Idaho to check on them. We spent a lot of time with them there. Then we went back home. She died on Father’s Day. I wrote about her because she was amazing and wonderful.

6 months of grief

I am about to mark the date that is 6 months after my sister died in a car crash.  I feel like I am doing better as time goes by. It still hurts and it always will.