I’m sitting on the couch right now. The rain in coming down outside the window next to me. Fall is finally here, and it’s chilly.
Over the course of the day, I have found myself thinking numerous times, ‘God’s going to answer some prayers in an incredible way soon, I just know it,’ but it certainly doesn’t look that way from my vantage point. I feel like nothing’s going right.
But, an hour ago, I turned around from cooking over the stove and right into Shaun’s hug, and for a moment all of the warmth and comfort I could have imagined filled the kitchen. I had this strange, unfamiliar understanding that everything really is going to be alright. And, I remembered that God has given me an extremely precious gift in giving me my husband. I’ve been so lost in my pain and anxiety at times over the past four months, that I have often forgot how much I still have! And I’m finally getting to a place in this grieving process where I can look back and see more clearly, not just our tragedy, but our resiliency! Praise God!