No words can adequately express the appreciation of the depth and beauty of your narrative, Gina. I shall be adding Maya's poem to my favourites, thanks to you. An illustration of life, to be certain- your words and hers. Peace and light always, to you and your family.
“Five years ago I taught my children their knowledge and skills, but now my older children have skills and knowledge I don't have.”
My oldest is only 8 1/2, and yet…I’m already experiencing the beginnings of this sensation. It takes me off guard every time I catch a glimpse of it. A little bit terrifying, yet oddly satisfying too.
This post is beautiful and meaningful. It’s a tribute to your husband, but even more a tribute to the faithfulness of our good good Father, Who cares for the widow and orphans. You aren’t telling us here about the grief, the hard, the anguish you have faced that probably will never be totally gone. But you are proclaiming the goodness of the Lord in the land of the living. Death does not win. Though I’ve never met you, I think I’d love to sit with you and drink coffee and talk about books and homeschooling and so many things.
This tribute is so beautiful it hurts. Thank you for sharing so we can have a window in. 💜
And your last post or so, when you shared about a friend praying for you in the viewing line, made me catch my breath. I'd forgotten. Thank you for remembering. I honor the strength and resourcefulness that God has grown in your heart through this difficult path you've walked. He is so beautiful in you.
I have always loved your posts. The 3rd anniversary of my husband’s death is coming up in August and my life was enriched because he existed. Thank you for reminding me. My thoughts were with you when Ed died. I admire your bravery since then. A good example for me. Thank you for sharing.
No words can adequately express the appreciation of the depth and beauty of your narrative, Gina. I shall be adding Maya's poem to my favourites, thanks to you. An illustration of life, to be certain- your words and hers. Peace and light always, to you and your family.
“Five years ago I taught my children their knowledge and skills, but now my older children have skills and knowledge I don't have.”
My oldest is only 8 1/2, and yet…I’m already experiencing the beginnings of this sensation. It takes me off guard every time I catch a glimpse of it. A little bit terrifying, yet oddly satisfying too.
This post is beautiful and meaningful. It’s a tribute to your husband, but even more a tribute to the faithfulness of our good good Father, Who cares for the widow and orphans. You aren’t telling us here about the grief, the hard, the anguish you have faced that probably will never be totally gone. But you are proclaiming the goodness of the Lord in the land of the living. Death does not win. Though I’ve never met you, I think I’d love to sit with you and drink coffee and talk about books and homeschooling and so many things.
Me too Deborah! I think we'd find something to talk about!
Gina
Thank you for sharing these profound words, Gina. Hugs.
Thank you for sharing so beautifully !!
A beautiful poem, but a more beautiful tribute to your husband and your God.
This tribute is so beautiful it hurts. Thank you for sharing so we can have a window in. 💜
And your last post or so, when you shared about a friend praying for you in the viewing line, made me catch my breath. I'd forgotten. Thank you for remembering. I honor the strength and resourcefulness that God has grown in your heart through this difficult path you've walked. He is so beautiful in you.
I've never forgotten. It is one of the few things I remember on that day.
Love, Gina
I have always loved your posts. The 3rd anniversary of my husband’s death is coming up in August and my life was enriched because he existed. Thank you for reminding me. My thoughts were with you when Ed died. I admire your bravery since then. A good example for me. Thank you for sharing.
Oh Cyndy, we do need those reminders
Blessings as you face the reminders and memories in August.
Gina
Beautiful, and so well said.