Every now and then grief hits. It hits hard. Your world gets rocked, shaken, and sometimes falls right apart so that you have to start all over again.
I've been there. And I'll be there again. It's part of living in a world that was never meant to last forever.
Grief didn't hit me this past little while but rather it hit people close to me. And its still hard.
I went around for a few days in a bit of a fog. I did the things that were necessary for living but I didn't live. I was numbed by all the pain that I saw around me and I wondered when it was going to hit me. When would I be the one asking for prayer and pleading with God?
And as I'm slowly learning to do, I left it all alone. I can't solve those big problems, I can't answer the questions that come when the house is all asleep, I can't make everything all better.
I took some time this weekend to just be quiet. Inside. I let all the worry and the confusion and the fears go. It's a choice really. A choice only I can make.
I read this article earlier today and it helped bring some more perspective. Go ahead and read it, I'll still be here and it is worth the read. =)
I have these moments, this day. I've been given life and strength. I don't know when something hard will come and shake me to the core, none of us do. But we each do have a choice to live the life that we have been given. To take the time to really live.
Love on those littles.
Go for that walk.
Hug that husband.
Send that 'hey, I've been thinking of you' email.
Make those cookies and enjoy the messy kitchen, floor, toddler and self.
Ignore the lists of stuff to-do and just play, read the books again and again.
Just live. Embrace Today.