When are you going to post again, he asked, post on thedailygrace?
It was a question I didn’t expect from him, my little brother, but nonetheless a question that’s been rolling around in my head for a while. When will I post again?
When will I be ready?
When will I know what to say?
When will I have the courage to write the words that have to be written, the one thing that must be said, even if only in prelude. Because the truth is the blessings did come, fast and enormous and enveloping, and that’s what I want to share. Stories of immense grace and remarkable kindness and overwhelming love. But first.
My mother died.
I lost my Mom.
On February 2nd, my mother passed away.
My heart is broken. And still it is filled to overflowing.
Who even knew that was possible.