Grief Journey Day + 187

The Next Adventure

It’s late and I am in “my chair” under a soft blanket. The snow that fell on Saturday is still on the ground, the temps next week are going to be so cold. The air temperature for the lows near or below zero. I’m trying to stay warm and keep my spirits up.

I have been very preoccupied with, of all things, a mouse. Ugh, please don’t think less of me. He wrecked havoc in 3 of my kitchen cabinets & drawers. This mouse was too smart for traps or bait. My oldest son helped me and we finally caught him. I have been throwing away, cleaning and cleaning and have purchased a kitchen full of various sized storage containers. It’s exhausting! Now all my food and everything in my drawers are in containers. I know the mouse is gone, but I don’t want to be vulnerable should another one get into my home. I live in the country, but have never had a mouse in my house before. I have been very blessed. If you have ever had a mouse, then you know how insane it will make you. It’s just crazy how much trouble a little creature like that can cause, how much stress and how much cleaning!

I have been reading “Hope for an Aching Heart” by Margaret Nyman. It is like a devotional for widows, but it’s about her life. I love the way she writes, and I love her wisdom and strength. It has helped me. Her husband passed away just 45 days after being diagnosed with cancer. In one of the chapters she prays, “Lord, I miss my husband terribly but choose to thank you for his life. Because he’s with you, he needs nothing more.” This made me cry, but it also helped. When I thought of my husband, I always mourned that he had to leave this world when he still had so much he wanted to do. And I hated that he had to leave the life he loved so much. But when I read those words, I could imagine him in the presence of God, surrounded by friends and family that have died, and filled with the knowledge of who God is and what is to come. I knew that he still loved us all so much, but he wouldn’t miss any of this life. He has gone on to something better, the next great adventure for my adventurous man.

He’s not suffering the pain, sickness and fear that cancer brought. I praise God for that. I will see him again, and I will join him in what is to come. I don’t know what it will be, but I know that it will be greater than anything I could ever imagine.

3 thoughts on “Grief Journey Day + 187

  1. It’s so true! Don’t feel alone, mice in your house can have need make you crazy! We spent a couple months in France in a rental cottage that was a mouse house! Every night we had to put all the food in the fridge to keep the mice from eating it! Then we set traps and waited to hear the “slap” of the trap catching a mouse. It was a nightmare. So you are not alone! They are the most dreadful creatures I have ever had to deal with!!

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