To each of you,
Thank you for caring about me. It means so much to feel this cared about after years of self imposed isolation after my husband died.
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Oh I should give you all an update on my husband too. It was nice and words can't express how wonderful it was to have him with me on and off for the last year. But Boy, that really messed with my head...
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He has not been with me since that night I fought to stay alive. The benefit of the gift of his coming was all the illwill we had towards each other over the last 5 years of his life has been straightened out. We each learned the one thing about the other we had been missing and not understanding. It healed our realationship. Its ok he is gone, dead people aren't supposed to come back and yet he did keep me alive when it was so cold in the house near valentines day. The last year was a precious gift.
Do I miss him, well just sort of...I do know he will be waiting for me however long that is and we will finally be united when I finally do get to walk those streets of Gold.
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I am looking at a crystal someone gave me. Its name is a fractured crystal. You can see the injury to the form of the crystal sparkling in the sunlight, yet that very apparent wound has completely been surrounded by healthy, normal crystal. It is stunningly beautiful.
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I see myself as that crystal, wounded so badly when I was a child, yet now I am healed and whole as God intended me to be.
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I am so grateful. Thank you all, Bright Wings