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My son's getting better! Thank-you to those who have prayed! I opened my devotional calendar this morning, and today's scripture was:
Who forgives all your sins and heals all your diseases. Psalm 103:3
And today my son started getting better!! His sore throat is almost gone and the doctor said all the sudden he's improving! :)
When he was so sick and I was so worried, I apologized to him for everything I could think of that I may have ever done wrong. Now he got all those apologies out of me and he's getting better. lol He'll be strutting around... And I'll be loving every minute of it! :) Thanks again!
Who forgives all your sins and heals all your diseases. Psalm 103:3
And today my son started getting better!! His sore throat is almost gone and the doctor said all the sudden he's improving! :)
When he was so sick and I was so worried, I apologized to him for everything I could think of that I may have ever done wrong. Now he got all those apologies out of me and he's getting better. lol He'll be strutting around... And I'll be loving every minute of it! :) Thanks again!
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When I was a high school student, I really admired Julius Caesar. One day they had a bust of him, and I remember running my hands over his face and his head and thinking how he was so handsome. Well... it took me awhile, but I finally figured out that my husband looked so much like that bust of Caesar... Acted like him too. lol and I admired him like him... The spooky part is that my husband died suddenly and unexpectedly on the Ides of March. You know about the what ifs, and I've wondered many a time if things would've been different if I had picked up on the message to beware the Ides of March. I often have to remind myself to pay attention. I even saved my son's life once because of a warning in a dream. I was so glad I was paying attention.
I just went through my first anniversary of my husband's passing a away. I spent the whole year kind of in a fog, letting it in little by little as I could handle it... I did feel the tension mounting as that anniversary approached... I was afraid to come face to face with it... I dreaded what was going to happen... My adult children live hundreds of miles away, and it helps so that they keep in touch... But I had to go it alone... I expected it to come on Saturday, on the date... I kind of preplanned in my mind how I would call all our adult children on that day...
But it surprised me. I found myself reliving it unexpectedly on the Thursday before that Saturday... It didn't take long for me to figure out that's because it happened on a Thursday...
Saturday was like the Saturday that followed that Thursday, when all of our children plus some of my siblings had immediately flown out to stay with me.. and friends from all over the city just seemed to come out of the woodwork... I never knew there were so many people that cared.. the feeling of being sooo scared for came back on that day... Not the feeling that I was expecting...
A few days later, it was the Wednesday that matched the Wednesday of the funeral... I was just feeling so sad... and I was wondering what I should do for this anniversary... it was time to put away the St. Patrick's Day decor and bring out the Easter flowers...
The thought made me so sad... Flowers were too close to home at that time.. a painful reminder of what they had meant on that Wednesday a year ago...
But I just thought, "I guess this is what I'm supposed to do".. so I proceeded to decorate with flowers for Easter... and when I decided to try something different and hang a bouquet of flowers for Easter on one of my holiday decor nails on the wall, it fell off the nail and landed right smack on top of my husband's urn, where of course, it still is today..
I had been in such a daze... I wasn't even realizing that this time usually involves a trip to the grave, which is an urn in my living room...
It was like I was kindly taken by the hand and so gently shown that this is what I was supposed to do at that time... put flowers on his grave... I was touched, and I took it to mean that even though I was kind of going it alone, I was given a little tiny miracle to help me get through it.. something that maybe meant I wasn't really alone after all...
But it surprised me. I found myself reliving it unexpectedly on the Thursday before that Saturday... It didn't take long for me to figure out that's because it happened on a Thursday...
Saturday was like the Saturday that followed that Thursday, when all of our children plus some of my siblings had immediately flown out to stay with me.. and friends from all over the city just seemed to come out of the woodwork... I never knew there were so many people that cared.. the feeling of being sooo scared for came back on that day... Not the feeling that I was expecting...
A few days later, it was the Wednesday that matched the Wednesday of the funeral... I was just feeling so sad... and I was wondering what I should do for this anniversary... it was time to put away the St. Patrick's Day decor and bring out the Easter flowers...
The thought made me so sad... Flowers were too close to home at that time.. a painful reminder of what they had meant on that Wednesday a year ago...
But I just thought, "I guess this is what I'm supposed to do".. so I proceeded to decorate with flowers for Easter... and when I decided to try something different and hang a bouquet of flowers for Easter on one of my holiday decor nails on the wall, it fell off the nail and landed right smack on top of my husband's urn, where of course, it still is today..
I had been in such a daze... I wasn't even realizing that this time usually involves a trip to the grave, which is an urn in my living room...
It was like I was kindly taken by the hand and so gently shown that this is what I was supposed to do at that time... put flowers on his grave... I was touched, and I took it to mean that even though I was kind of going it alone, I was given a little tiny miracle to help me get through it.. something that maybe meant I wasn't really alone after all...
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Your words really touched me.
So happy for you and your son!
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