Category: living

Fifty-Two Weeks of My Healing…

Week 51:

No matter what, there was love.  No matter the situation, there was love. It was truly till death do they part.  It has been a year now yesterday.  It still hurts like the beginning.  I cried so much, but life, life moves forward; whether you cry or not.

This has been quite the year…  the struggle is real, but my God is more real, and I know that He watches over me, and my family.

One more week left in this journey, it has been a long task, but one I can see my healing beginning.  It will take a bit, I just needed a start.  I love you mom.

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Fifty-Two Weeks of My Healing…

Week 30:

Granted she was not always the best to get along with, she was an amazing woman.  I loved her regardless of things that was hard.  And she loved us.  She was strong in heart and spirit, and she stood up for what was right.  May you have eternal peace mom. You were and still are loved by many.

Fifty-Two Weeks of My Healing…

Week 22:

In her element!  Mom taught us a love for fishing, well a strong like anyway.  Fishing was fun, just go out and sit snd throw your line out there.  We have had many fun time doing just that, as well as shooting the shit.  Long talks, special times, fun times.  Made at a fishing hole.  This was Lake Marble Falls, in marble falls texas.  Sweet, sweet memories.  I love you mom.