Emotions are a funny thing.
And I don't mean "ha ha"
I mean strange and unpredictable.
I have a friend who became engaged this week.
Like me, she is a widow.
She's four years out.
And she's really in love with her fiance.
But today, she has struggled.
She is experiencing renewed grief.
And sorrow that she can be engaged.
Because her husband is dead.
And there's the rub.
Joy, born of sorrow.
It's confusing.
And we all know.
It will always be there.
Even when we push it down.
It's there.
Even when we bury it.
It's there.
It touches everything.
Once sorrow and grief have touched us,
regardless of the source,
they never completely turn loose.
And yet, their grip does stop being all consuming.
And life does eventually go on.
And joy is out there.
Please God, let it be so..........
And I don't mean "ha ha"
I mean strange and unpredictable.
I have a friend who became engaged this week.
Like me, she is a widow.
She's four years out.
And she's really in love with her fiance.
But today, she has struggled.
She is experiencing renewed grief.
And sorrow that she can be engaged.
Because her husband is dead.
And there's the rub.
Joy, born of sorrow.
It's confusing.
And we all know.
It will always be there.
Even when we push it down.
It's there.
Even when we bury it.
It's there.
It touches everything.
Once sorrow and grief have touched us,
regardless of the source,
they never completely turn loose.
And yet, their grip does stop being all consuming.
And life does eventually go on.
And joy is out there.
Please God, let it be so..........
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