Grace

My nephew died a year ago today, and our family has not been the same since.

Everyone is dealing with the loss in their own way. Tears have been shed, stories and memories have been shared, and inexplicably, life has gone on without him. That’s what life does, and that’s what those left behind are forced to do. Despite broken hearts and unimaginable pain, we continue to move through the grief journey, one second, one minute, one day at a time.

Just when it felt like there was no end in sight, grace appeared.

Anne Lamott says, “I do not at all understand the mystery of grace – only that it meets us where we are but does not leave us where it found us.” Grace was given on Thursday, for that I will be forever grateful. ❤️