So it begins…
Time goes by so fast. One day you’re standing in the church, white dress, bridesmaids,and lots of guests. At the front of the church is the love of your life, waiting to start your future together.
Then, in a blink, you’re standing in the funeral home, watching the casket close on a life you weren’t done living.
Where do I go from here?
So the funeral is over. The cemetery service and the meal are through. I went back to our home. Oh how quiet it is, having to try to figure out life…
Eventually the calls, texts, and invitations dwindle off. Then you think, this is not what I signed up for.
BILLS!
LAWNMOWERS!
WASHING MACHINES!
Reality will soon hit, because life does not stop when your spouse dies.
The bills keep coming, things break down and need to be fixed. There are so many things to take care of.
In this situation, the realization of all the jobs your spouse took care of, have just transitioned to your jobs. So you stumble through learning the finances. You look on the internet to learn how to change a lawnmower battery, and you buy out all of Menard’s plumbing area to fix the washing machine drain. (Not really, but it felt like it…)
New normal
Life will never be normal again and this isn’t the fairy tale I dreamt of.
Hopefully, for folks who find themselves in these challenging and life-altering situations, like me, you’ll find a place where you have peace.
Maybe consider joining a church, or meeting up with friends for lunch, or joining a Christian singles group, who will pray for you and with you and give you the opportunity to do the same for them.
Most of all… LIVE!
Final notes
I have found the best way to make it through my days is to let Jesus be my Rock, Protector and Provider.
When I was dependent on my husband to be everything (which was wonderful), I somehow lost sight of what God really wanted to be in my life. I’ve since learned He wanted to be the ultimate One I depended on.
I now do.
He always has (and still does) every moment of every day.
Hope to have you back for the next edition, and cover me in prayer as I begin this new adventure in blogging.
"...Weeping may endure for a night, but joy comes in the morning." Psalm 30:5 (New King James Version)
LLSmith
