It's been eight months since I've written here on my blog. I don't know why exactly. I think I reached a point where I felt like I couldn't condense my thoughts into words that were worth sharing. I think it is just hard to see life going on. . . . but it does. It often still feels like I'd rather suspend time so that all my memories of Sara remain clear and fresh, and recent. . . . .or, fast forward to the time that we can all be together for eternity.
Today. . . . three years since the night that Sara went to be with the Lord. . . .for HER sake. . . I would not wish her back here to live with the pain and stress of cancer. She is far better off where she is. But I would so love to be able to spend the weekend with her. . . .hearing all about the last three years she has spent in heaven.
As it is for everyone. . . my daily struggle is Philippians 4:8. . . ."whatever is true, whatever is honorable, whatever is right, whatever is pure, whatever is lovely, whatever is of good report, if there is any excellence and if anything worthy of praise, let your mind dwell on these things"
Focusing on all the lovely memories and trying to let go of all the things I wish were different but can't be.
