It’s not fun, or pretty. If I had written this post prior to leaving for the Relevant Conference, it surely would have been about something else. Right now though, this is where I am. I received a phone call that rocked my world, just 12 hours before leaving for Relevant. Now as I have returned home, I will have to deal with the effects of it.
Death is never easy to explain or handle, but so much more when you have to explain it to children. Being gone, forever– such a tough concept for them to grasp. To a child, forever is how long until Christmas, but then Christmas does come. In the passing of a loved one, ‘Christmas’ won’t come until we see her again in Glory.
We have had others pass away, and I have always been able to handle the questions, the questions about it. I haven’t had to try to explain it about someone so close, so dear to me, in several years. When Mom died, P was just turned two. She took it very hard, and I wasn’t able to really talk about it. I was too devastated myself, and she was SO young she didn’t understand enough to ask.
When Aunt Bernice passed, it was easier but not easy, and my family didn’t realize how hard it was for me. I stayed strong and didn’t fall apart. I was the strong Momma. But this time. Oh Lord be with me this time because I am in pain and my kids need to see me work that through. But I still need to function too.
Kids need to know how to handle their grief, to work it through and not stuff it in. I don’t know how much school we will get done this week. I’m hoping to try to normalize our days by keeping a normal schedule. If I can. Next week I will have a more regular ABC’s post for you. Please bear with me. I treasure your prayers.