Reminders

It seems that aside from all of the "normal" days,

holidays and birthdays are the hardest

in this journey of grief.

A special day comes and taunts me...reminding me

of Mark - that he isn't with us to celebrate.

At best it is an all-consuming ache that won't go away, although

focusing on the girls and attempting to live with joy

for their sakes is helpful.

This Ressurection Sunday was a reminder of many things...

a reminder of Mark on Easter morning 2 years ago...

(I still have his plastic Easter bucket and don't ever plan on

getting rid of it)

remembering his last egg hunt here with us...

(at Grandma and Grandpa's)

(at Nana and Papa's)

but most importantly...

Ressurection Sunday reminds me that no matter

how difficult it is living here without him,

I can have peace in knowing

that because Jesus came to earth,

lived, died and rose from the grave...

I will be with Mark again.

Thank you Jesus!