There is no chapter of this book that I have written without tears streaming down my face. Writing it has been a difficult journey. That difficulty has made it even more clear that I ought to write it…for the grieving mum. So that she won’t have to mourn alone, cry alone, worry alone or be alone. As I let you in on my journey after loss, I pray that God will heal your hurt, give you comfort and peace and give you the grace and strength to make it through life one more day.
I post a lot of the meditations that come to me as I wash dishes. Some time back, a friend seemed to see that as a struggle. Well, it’s not. Washing dishes is my favorite household chore, and so as I do it, the whole of me is fully engaged, almost consumed by that wonderful experience :).
It’s also a time to be alone, to sing, to pray, to mull over my thoughts, concerns, plans, goals, ambitions, dreams…largely uninterrupted. Oh, try to have some quiet time as a mother, and you’ll know that’s when the family will keep wanting your attention! I digress.