Change has always been frightening to me especially when it’s not my idea. Too people I knew passed away this week. One was the brother of a long time hugging buddy who I met more than 35 years ago. I grieved with my friend and for the loss of his brother, lifting their whole family in prayer. This also touched his wife, another long time friend.
The other friend was also someone special I met at about the same time. She was special,with a special gift of a bubbling, laughing personality that drew you in and made you feel special. Even though time had passed, loving memories remain.
It has been a sobering time full of jumbled emotion and many prayers on their behalf. Some tendencies for crazy thoughts since both were younger than I am.
I am also making a difficult life changing choice which has also caused some soul-searching, prayer and indecision. Crazy thoughts try to wheedle into my day hinting that the change is a prelude to possible tragedy. That the change is a first step in preparation of a new and unsettling future. Did I mention I grew up watching a worrier and I tend to fall into old habits.
On the other side, I am a cancer survivor. My husband is doing well after a scary few months after a diagnosis of congestive heart disease. I have two loving children, grandchildren, siblings and friends who support me. I have all my needs met and a lot of my simple pleasures. We are blessed.
Now it is time to move forward in faith and trust, depending on my prayers and less on noticing the fears…