Grief yesterday

 Honesty post

Yesterday was hard. Grief is funny like that. It comes in waves and hits you when you least expect it, knocking you out. It makes it hard to breathe. Tears swell in your eyes making everything blurry. And the sadness that grabs at your heart and throat and stomach all at the same time makes everything feel like the world is slow and fast simultaneously.

You can think that you’re fine and then grief comes to remind you that you are, in fact, not fine, at least in that moment. 

The loss, the memories, the day your life changed forever from the news, the missing of that person, the fact you have to remind yourself you can’t call them or see them again and the sadness of it all feels heavy and exhausting. 

That was yesterday.

Today I’m exhausted but it feels lighter. 

Tomorrow is a new day. 

I’m thankful for a God who understands loss and grief and sadness and has the final victory over it all. 

He is our hope and strength. 

This isn’t a sympathy post but simply a heart to heart sharing for anyone going through anything to know they aren’t alone in their feelings. Grief is hard and surprising and beautiful and painful.