e started back up with school yesterday after being off for two weeks. it was a rough day back, but we made it through.
if i had to define my days right now, i would definitely say i am pushing my way through.
i am simply getting up in the morning and literally going through the motions.
doing what has to be done and not even attemtping to do the things that can wait.
seriously, when my head hits the pillow, i can’t even remember what i did all day long. it’s all a blur.
and yet, i know i made it through the day. by the grace of God.
it’ll be two weeks tomorrow that my dad went home to be with Jesus.
i think it’s been the longest two weeks of my life.
when i think of heaven and being able to sit at the feet of Jesus and never having to say good bye again, i am filled with joy for my dad. because i know he’s in a beautiful place.
and yet, this place here seems so empty and lonely without him.
i have to remind myself that God’s ways are not my ways and that he knows whats best for each one of us.
he knew how tired my dad’s body was. he saw the years of faithful service, and the long journey through Alzheimers.
and he was kind and gracious to bring him home.
this earth wasn’t my dad’s home. he was simply passing through.
and along the way, he touched my life and the lives of so many others.
which is why he is so dearly missed.
i long to hold his hand one more time and kiss his forehead.
someday, we will have a great reunion and we’ll laugh and dance and never have to say good bye again.
but in the meantime, i am simply pushing through….