tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1620025602611232958.post3959518191227605436..comments2024-02-19T02:08:32.593-08:00Comments on A Solitary Journey: The Second Year: A SinkholeBrenda Finding Elysiumhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06025525146200651714noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1620025602611232958.post-45825014630810177912013-09-02T09:25:09.817-07:002013-09-02T09:25:09.817-07:00Oh Clara,
It is a sinkhole, isn't it? It is j...Oh Clara,<br />It is a sinkhole, isn't it? It is just massive and so difficult to contain. It is brutal and not how life is supposed to be. I am learning that the sense of outrage that I feel is God-given--I have a strong justice meter that reflects the heart of God. We should not be alone at this age--we should not have been betrayed and abandoned by the one who promised to love us until death. Our children should not be fatherless when their dad is still alive. But that is the reality--as difficult and overwhelming as it is.<br /><br />And innocent children should not have been molested by someone they trusted. Their lives have been forever changed by the actions of one man. This world is not as it was intended to be and I am learning that when I lament that, my heart beats with God's heart. Thanks for visiting.Brenda Finding Elysiumhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06025525146200651714noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1620025602611232958.post-68384083406692197752013-09-02T09:02:12.469-07:002013-09-02T09:02:12.469-07:00Brenda,
Thank you so much for sharing the complexi...Brenda,<br />Thank you so much for sharing the complexities and the different way we grieve in year two. I find myself crying so much more this year -- hurting so much harder. I hurt for my children, and I want to "fix it", but I can't. I hurt for my grandchildren, and I don't know how to begin saying to them that life sometimes doesn't turn out how we want. My older grandchildren are afraid to marry. They're afraid to trust.<br /><br />And, I find myself thinking more and more that I'm now alone -- this isn't how it was supposed to be. I didn't want to be alone at this age. I want to be like my friends who talk about traveling with their spouses, spending quality time together now that the kids are out of the house, and retirement -- something I will probably never know due to all of the debt that was left behind. <br /><br />Yes, year two is different and it's hard, and it hurts. We will survive, but it's taking a lot of "reframing" to get to a happy place in life. <br />Clara Hintonhttp://www.findingahealingplace.comnoreply@blogger.com