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Thank You Erika,, with a K…
Your story flashes me back to 1987, and as I relive/ remember those moments in my life, I recall the “brother” who became my driver when I flew home to see my dad for the last time. Thru tear filled eyes, I recall his last words to me, and the very real fact that I am still processing this even now 35 years later… and it still hurts… I also recall vividly how God held me in His hand then,,, as He does now… And I am thankful for all those moments..
Well done Erika… you stirred the soul.. keep it up..
PJ, over the years I have learned, through experience, that the pain never goes away & grief doesn’t stop or disappear. There are times we may not notice it much & there are times we notice nothing else. Yet, we are given the choice to continue moving forward & live our lives to the fullest or drown ourselves in the dark shadows of sorrow. While there is a time & place for the sorrow, we can’t truly live there. I chose to acknowledge the pain, the sorrow, the fear, & every other emotion imaginable. I let them wash over me like an ocean wave, climb onto my surf board, paddle into position, & catch a ride on the next big one. To some this might sound strange, but I am grateful for the loss I have experienced & the lessons I have learned from each one as I continue to navigate my life. Thank you for reading, PJ. There is so much more to my story…
P.J. Hughes
February 22, 2022 08:55Thank You Erika,, with a K…
Your story flashes me back to 1987, and as I relive/ remember those moments in my life, I recall the “brother” who became my driver when I flew home to see my dad for the last time. Thru tear filled eyes, I recall his last words to me, and the very real fact that I am still processing this even now 35 years later… and it still hurts… I also recall vividly how God held me in His hand then,,, as He does now… And I am thankful for all those moments..
Well done Erika… you stirred the soul.. keep it up..
Erika E
February 22, 2022 09:45PJ, over the years I have learned, through experience, that the pain never goes away & grief doesn’t stop or disappear. There are times we may not notice it much & there are times we notice nothing else. Yet, we are given the choice to continue moving forward & live our lives to the fullest or drown ourselves in the dark shadows of sorrow. While there is a time & place for the sorrow, we can’t truly live there. I chose to acknowledge the pain, the sorrow, the fear, & every other emotion imaginable. I let them wash over me like an ocean wave, climb onto my surf board, paddle into position, & catch a ride on the next big one. To some this might sound strange, but I am grateful for the loss I have experienced & the lessons I have learned from each one as I continue to navigate my life. Thank you for reading, PJ. There is so much more to my story…