Life will be different now.....for my kids. They must look at life through new eyes. The last remnants of hope that their father would win that last battle against his illness is forever gone. Although he led many a valiant battle against his enemy, at last stand he was too tired. His vessel too weakened. His soul is now free.
I don't know what to do with this.....I'm the mother, I have spent my life fixing things, no matter what I had to do. I fixed things, if even a temporary bandage, the bleeding was stopped. I can not fix this for my children. They must grieve, cry, question and find peace with his passing. Not an easy task, yet one that will not be ignored. It will simply keep coming at them until they find their way through it. I know this to be true, I just can't quit trying to make the mend for them. A hug, a kiss, prayers, a quite conversation or just a message on voice mail.....this is all that I can do.
I continue to struggle with learning patience.....I have always wanted everything to be ok right now! As I struggle with patience, my children struggle with grief and life and understanding. And I pray that God will grant them the peace that they need to stay the path. That in loss they will find love.
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