“Then Jesus said to him, “Get up! Pick up your mat and walk.” At once the man was cured; he picked up his mat and walked” (Jn 5:8-9). It is the only way I’ve found to walk through my grieving process. I grieve the loss of my soulmate, best friend, and wife, Babe. It’s been 221 days since Babe died and it still hurts like hell. I am learning to live an emotionally healthy and normal life. It’s slow progress. I’m determined to prove grieving and suffering do not have the last word. I’ve made friends with grieving and suffering. I don’t think either one will ever leave me. They’ve taught me and are teaching me many important life lessons I would not have otherwise learned. I am now a good cook. I cook all my meals, except for the occasional night out with friends. I cook healthy meals. In future posts, I will share my recipes. I clean house, do laundry, and take care of the yard. Today I ironed a couple of shirts. I’m an optimist. I’m hopeful and hope-filled. I’ve always believed today will be a good day and tomorrow to be even better. I do my best to live that philosophy. I attribute the progress I’ve made to grace. God’s gift to me to keep on living and to keep on loving. Here is a prayer I read each morning:
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| This Prayer Says Much About How I Feel |
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