Tag Archives: Faith
Sinking
Feeling very strange. Really low and getting lower by the hour and I’m trying my hardest to fight it and nothing’s happening. Feel like I’m in sinking sand, it’s actually quiet frightening. I really don’t like it. I’ve never been … Continue reading
Obliteration
Trying to write my next essay but it is seeming very difficult to keep my focus. I just find myself not know what I am doing every 8 minutes. Frustrating. Counselling last night was difficult and wondering if I might … Continue reading
Senses.
Some Sunday mornings John would have me up early and we would go to the local Sunday market and check out how the meat trucks his company ran were set out and how the trade was and he would report … Continue reading
Sigh.
Feel so bad today. Missing John so much I can barely handle it. I just want to see him, speak to him, listen to him, hug him so badly. Yearning is one of the worst things about grief, cause I … Continue reading
Saturdays
Saturdays used to ace. If there was nothing on at church which to be fair was quite rare, we would spend the day together doing something, we’d go somewhere or if like today the footie was on, we would do … Continue reading
Will my anchor hold?
Hard weekend, but overall good weekend. Lots of time to think and cry and walk and talk. Attended the service they put on here. Still couldn’t sing. Was annoyed with myself, as yesterday I got a good chance to drill … Continue reading
Retreat
In Belfast for a young widows retreat run by Care for the family, Young widows Support. Some of my friends kindly paid for me to go. Very grateful. Little apprehensive if I’m honest, some normal as it’s unfamiliar and I’ll … Continue reading
