You may remember that I get most of these posts from my journal. I review past entries and determine if I have written on that passage by looking through my records on the blog.
I am reviewing my journal from last year. I am in January. It was about the time that my father passed away and my daughter-in-law was about 25 weeks pregnant and fighting B-Cell lymphoma.
Yesterday was her daughter’s first birthday. She, however, was not there. It was a great party. It was fun to watch my granddaughter eat her smash cake. It was fun to see the icing all over her face and arms. It was fun to see her try to eat all of her presents. It was great to see all 12 of the pictures recording her growth this year.
It was hard looking at the picture of her the month her mommy went to be with the Lord. It was hard that her mommy was not with us. We had pictures of my son and his wife at one year old to compare with her. That was fun.
The evening was a fabulous celebration of my granddaughter’s first year. For me, there was an undercurrent of sadness, grief, for a number of reasons primarily that my son’s wife was not physically with us.
We know she is with the Lord. That does not completely remove the underlying pain.
I am reviewing my journal from last year. I am in January. It was about the time that my father passed away and my daughter-in-law was about 25 weeks pregnant and fighting B-Cell lymphoma.
Yesterday was her daughter’s first birthday. She, however, was not there. It was a great party. It was fun to watch my granddaughter eat her smash cake. It was fun to see the icing all over her face and arms. It was fun to see her try to eat all of her presents. It was great to see all 12 of the pictures recording her growth this year.
It was hard looking at the picture of her the month her mommy went to be with the Lord. It was hard that her mommy was not with us. We had pictures of my son and his wife at one year old to compare with her. That was fun.
The evening was a fabulous celebration of my granddaughter’s first year. For me, there was an undercurrent of sadness, grief, for a number of reasons primarily that my son’s wife was not physically with us.
We know she is with the Lord. That does not completely remove the underlying pain.
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