"Tragedy blows through your life like a tornado, uprooting everything. Creating chaos. You wait for the dust to settle and then you choose. You can live in the wreckage and pretend it's still the mansion you remember. Or you can crawl from the rubble and slowly rebuild. Because after disaster strikes, the important thing is that you move on. But if you’re like me, you just keep chasing the storm."
I was not originally thrilled with spending 7 hours in a car going to Chicago for the holidays, but I made the most of it and enjoyed the time. I met family members I didn't know existed, spent time with ones I hadn't seen since I was a child, and ate my weight in food 3 days straight! I was okay with the way things were. I came back at 11pm Saturday to a tragedy on the homefront. My baby, (cat) Mouse, of 9 years, passed away. I am still torn to pieces, I raised him and spoiled him to the core. After the funeral this morning, I had to work. I had a great time. My other babies, 2 girls, almost 3, helped bring light back into my life. I was so upset by what happened that nothing else seemed of importance. If He brings you to it, He will bring you through it. God will provide and God will protect. Have faith. Faith is not believing that He can, but that He will.
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I'm so sorry you had to come home to this. We had to put down our dog this past July. He was Virgil and Sekoe's dog but I went with them 11 years ago when Sekoe picked him out of the litter of puppies. It was one of the most difficult things I've done. It was really tough for a while.
ReplyDeleteThe first paragraph of your post really touched me tonight when I'm struggling with packing up my things to leave my parents in Indiana and return full time to my life in Lexington. I'm attempting to "crawl from the rubble."
Hope you find many blessings and reasons to smile this week despite this difficulty.