Last night as Chris and I were falling asleep I mentioned that today would be 18 years since I lost my mom.
18 years. I had to let it sink in.
18 years since I last saw her smile.
Felt her hug.
Heard her laugh.

And although I have a beautiful Hope I am still sad.

18 years seems like a lifetime.
Sometimes the ache in my heart is so unbearable.
Sometimes I can’t stop the unexpected tears from coming.

18 years is too long.
I miss her.
What would it be like to have her here with me?
There are so many things I would ask her.
So many things I would do with her.
If I could have just one day….

When I saw this sign at the zoo I couldn’t resist taking a picture of it.
I think I’m going to blow it up and hang it in our home as a warning to guests.

Yippee!
You are 3 today!
(or as you say it “I free!”)

You are so very beautiful
full of life
and most definitely the comedian of the family.
You constantly have us laughing….
at the serious way you tell your stories
at your crazy expressions
and just by hearing your laugh!
It’s contagious.

It can eat me alive.
It can be like a cancer.
It can start small and quickly spread like wildfire.
It can be contagious.
It can overwhelm.

But it can be overcome.
We can actually give it away and receive peace in return.
A peace that surpasses all human understanding.
A peace that we can rest in.

‘Do not worry about anything, instead pray about everything. Tell God what you need, and thank him for all he has done. If you do this, you will experience God’s peace, which is far more wonderful than the human mind can understand. His peace will guard your hearts and minds as you live in Christ Jesus.’ Philippians 4:6-7

So that’s it?
All I have to do is pray about it, and I will experience God’s peace?
Why then do I insist on struggling with worry…..