Grief isn’t pretty. It isn’t predictable. It doesn’t run on a timeline. You don’t get from point A to point B and you’re done. No. It’s messy and painful. It’s slippery and tenacious. It’s sometimes funny. It’s most of the time tragic. It’s often agonizing and seems to go on forever. Occasionally it’s tender and gives you great insights. But it will never have a Hollywood ending where you take a bow and it’s over. It’s never, ever over.

The idea that there won’t be movie credits rolling one day needn’t be depressing, though. Just because the movie never ends doesn’t mean there aren’t good parts. If you are fairly new to grief, please know there is hope for a meaningful life again. Everyone is different and everyone experiences grief differently, but you can find joy. You can find peace. You can even find love. It take conscious effort. It takes hard work. It takes time. It takes faith. It CAN happen. And, unfortunately…sometimes it doesn’t happen. I don’t know why. There isn’t a rule book. God didn’t leave a step by step formula to relieve grief once and for all. He gave us the capacity for great love. Along with that, he gave us the capacity for great grief. He wants us to turn to Him…in love AND in grief. He is our Comforter.

I place my hope in the “it can happen” column. I place my trust in the “God is Good” column. The rest of me, I place in my dancing shoes and tippity-tap my way down the sidewalks of life. There are bright days ahead. Here. Heaven. Doesn’t matter. They’re out there and I’m going after them with gusto! ❤️

“But you, O Lord, are a shield about me, my glory, and the lifter of my head. I cried aloud to the Lord, and he answered me from his holy hill. Selah”
‭‭Psalms‬ ‭3:3-4‬ ‭ESV‬‬