I guess when you go through hardship and grief, your body responds with physical signals. This whole week when I've been grieving over the anniversary of Bradey's death and Burial, I have been nautious and exhaustion filled every day- I leaned heavily on my Savior for strength to be a kind mother to my children and a decent person to the family. It was tiring- I just wanted sleep, but today is new-- I spent some time planting over the weekend which is always very thereputic for me. I bought a few beautiful flowers that resemble life in its full beauty, and i planted tenderly the plants that will bring me some peaceful moments in the summer months. There is something about growing beautiful things that gives solace to a hurting heart. I encourage anyone who reads my thoughts to plant a pot of beauty somewhere you can see it every day. Don't let your days be dark by choice- put things around you that take away from the dark moments! I am sitting on my porch -- just breathing... as i make an effort to step back into the regular days that lie in wait for me. A mother, a wife, a friend, and a daughter-- i am these, and my place lies empty when I choose to hide. I will always grieve my son, but I will choose life -- even in the midst of the valley of death. So, with deep breaths and teary eyes, I step ahead- God in His mighty Strength will send His Wind for me to take a breath of comfort as i step into my life again.
