Been awhile since last post

I promised myself that I wouldn't do this. I promised myself that if I started a blog I wouldn't let it collect dust after a few postings. Well, I've broken that promise. But renewal is a beautiful thing. So I start the next chapter of this blog.

It's almost been a year since the Lord called my mother home to Him. While I think about her every day, I've been thinking about her more lately. I know that the next few weeks will be emotional for me, but not depressing. I miss my mom. I wish she was here with me. I miss the times we would spend talking, her curled up on her couch and me sitting across on mine. But I don't dwell on those things for long, I can't. Because I believe that we will share those times again. It's strange, the peace that comes from faith.

The passing of my mother was the first significant loss I've suffered as an adult. Sure, people that were close to me have passed away, but not this close. And, unless you've experienced that, you can't know how it changes you. I feel changed for the better. That's weird, isn't it?
I plan to get back on track with my postings, but needed to share this.