GRIEVING IS TRICKY

Good evening. Tuesday blog. I still cannot believe sometimes, that Denny is gone. Like a cruel joke. No matter where I am or what I am doing, hot tears sting my eyes quickly. It’s not that I am not doing well, I am. I walked out of the grocery store, pushing my cart, the sun, the breeze. Tears and I think, when I was young, I never considered I would be alone at this age, 68. Sometimes it’s just a bitter pill. God is giving me a good life. I know He is watching over me! God opened my eyes to many things before He took Denny. In my heart I know I am going to be ok. But, missing the person and all of it as a whole is just overwhelming. I am a crier by nature, so it does not take much. A friend of mine posted this, it came up in my memories. I would like to share it again. This should serve as a reminder to all that take life for granted. I was one of those. The quick sting of tears brings it back quickly. I miss him. Don’t take it for granted. It can be gone in an instant. God is still good. He has me. Good night. God bless.❤️🤗🙏🏻🤗❤️