The Month of May

The month of May. It’s always a month full of emotion for us as we have extra memories of our little sunshine girl who has been gone for six years… six. years.

I want to praise the Lord for how I feel today. Last year, a tidal wave of grief hit in March and didn’t let up one bit until June and then held me in the deep until about January. That was my first real experience with depression, not normal grief. That five year mark just hit me last year and wouldn’t let go. But the Lord gave me great tools to swim through it with Him and He has never ever left me.

I’m thankful to serve a saviour who is acquainted with grief. I’m thankful to know it’s OK not to be ok, but it’s not OK to stay there. I’m thankful for long-time friends and family who have stuck with me from the other side of the world. I’m thankful for weekly Bible study women who I see every week. I’m thankful for my Celebrate Recovery group and to know I have people who are not only willing to listen, but also to be vulnerable to share so I know I’m not alone. The real, authentic community of people who show up every week beautifully broken, showing that God is the only one who sustains us, not self-reliance. It’s all about Him and all glory to Him.

I am not alone. You are not alone.

Choose Him, and choose authentic community.

Thanks for letting me share