Tuesday marked the 6th month since Frank went home to be with the Lord.  It has been a slow/fast flight of time.  Those of you who have been through similar kinds of sorrow and grief know what I mean.  I just can’t believe that it has already been half a year.  Yet, time marches on relentlessly and without regard to our feelings or longings.  His illness and weakness at the end has made it somewhat easier to let go.  To know that he is fully healed now, not only physically, but in every way that he is whole and complete in our Lord Jesus Christ, is comfort and joy. 

Next week will be another milestone in this year of my “new normal”  I will celebrate my first birthday without Frank in 50 years.  I decided, selfishly i must confess, several months ago to have the Sunday School meeting at my house that night so I wouldn’t be alone.  They are always such fun and blessed group of ladies that I am looking forward to our time together.  This is also one of those decade birthdays–milestones in themselves.  Since, over the years, the sons have usually been far away, we have not had family parties for our birthdays.  It has always been Frank and me to celebrate each other.  I will miss that.

I do have someone who rejoices over me and who will celebrate His love for me that day. Zephaniah 3:17 says: “The Lord your God is with you, he is mighty to save. He will take great delight in you, he will quiet you with his love, he will rejoice over you with singing.”  I’ll take His love any day.