Twists and Turns

This whole journey of grieving the loss of my Mom has taken a lot of twists and turns that I never expected. It hasn't just been about sorrow. Sorrow has been the river I am floating on, but some the new vistas it has afforded me have been startling in their beauty. So,this blog is about to take some of these twists and turns as well.

Apologies to the family members whom I have invited here. My Mom's journey has ended, at least in this world, but mine continues. So, while I will continue take time to reflect on Mom's life here in this blog, I need it to become more than just a memorial.

I am finding that my journey through life is inextricably intertwined with my experience of the last 6 months. I have tried to segregate Grief and hold it in a place of it's own, even creating this blog just for it. God has had other plans. I have had dreams and read books and had conversations that have woven new meaning of my mother's death into the fabric of my daily life. And I am not just talking about sorrow and sadness; a part of my worldview has shifted, and I daresay it has been for the better.

God has a way of doing that to me - taking my pain and using it as the fertile ground for my growth. I wouldn't ever (ever) pick this path for me, but now that I am stuck on it I will gladly allow Him to make something out of it. Anything.

I think He is talking to me. I am trying to listen. Hopefully some of what I hear will spill out here on the pages of this blog.

I am still grieving. Tears are still ready to well up often, but I want to continue to walk intentionally down this path. I will wrestle with this angel and get the blessing.