No Stranger to the Rain

It's been a year since Mark passed. I planned a celebration of life party and we celebrated his life, my life, & the fact that I made it through the toughest year of my life. We sang and drank and laughed and shared memories. It was beautiful. I thought things were turning around. That was January 6th, with the one year anniversary of his funeral on January 12th.

Then came January 13th... I lost another very special person. My cousin Alex, my first best friend, my partner in crime, my brother from another mother. He was 36. I'm 35. This isn't supposed to happen. We're not supposed to die young. We're supposed to outlive our parents. We often laughed and talked about how we'd be when our parents passed and we were the old ones in Mason with our kids and grandkids coming to visit us. He never got the chance. He passed away suddenly and unexpectedly in his sleep instead.

It hurts. It doesn't feel right to have all the family around and not hear him cuttin up and making fun of stuff under his breath. LOL. He was hilarious. He was always happy, always being silly. It feels like he should be here. It's hard now but I'm okay. Unfortunately I'm no stranger to pain. I'm no stranger to the rain. I'm standing firm to be there for my family in a subtle strength sort of way. They've seen me grieve the unexpected loss of my husband. I hope my walk has left footprints in the sand for them to follow, they're still fresh anyway.

It's a long hard walk, and it's going to get harder before it gets easier, but it will get easier. I just wish it wasn't this way. I wish I didn't know this feeling all too well. I wish they didn't have to know this hurt too. But I remember that the Lord says, "In this world you will have trouble but fear not, for I have overcome the world" (John 16:33) so we have to cling tight to that promise that He will overcome and He'll help us overcome adversity. We must keep our eyes on Jesus and take one step after another to walk out of this alive, not just alive but ALIVE... thriving.

He is the source of comfort, the Prince of Peace, the healer of hurting hearts, all we have to do is lean into Him. It's not easy to do. It's a choice everyday, sometimes every minute. It's easier to stay in bed. It's easier to not go to work. It's easier to numb the pain. But healing isn't found in your dreams, or in food, or at the bottom of a bottle. Healing comes from the Healer.

Like a baby learning to walk, look up, take Him by the hand, and let him pull you up and teach you how to walk. You'll toddle around, you'll stumble and fall. You'll resort to crawling when you're too exhausted to pull yourself up and try again. You'll throw tantrums and cry, begging to be carried. That's okay! If you lean into him and rely on him He will carry you from time to time. But just like we want our kids to become independent, so does He. He wants you to rely on him but He wants you to do the work and fight the good fight and live out your purpose. You still have a purpose here.

Just like a toddler learns to walk, you'll walk again, and then you'll skip and dance again eventually. It takes time, faith, and focus. Just lean in. Lean into your feelings. It's okay to feel. It's okay to hurt. This hurts! You have to feel to heal. Lean in and lean on Christ. Lean on others who are willing to walk this journey with you. Don't shut down and shut people out. You can do this! Fear not! Christ has overcome and you can too.
❤Cassi