On October 19, 2004, my dad died very unexpectedly.  His birthday was October 10th.  So every October, I think about him a lot more than other months.  And I think about my mom, knowing that she still misses him very much.  But you know what?  She told me that the hardest day for her is not in October.  It’s May 16th, the anniversary of their marriage.  

I’ve discovered that experiencing divorce is a lot like experiencing a death of a loved one.  Today would have been my 39th wedding anniversary.  I can’t help but think back to that day, being 18 years old, nervous, excited, happy.  But while I occasionally look back with sadness at what could have been, I truly look forward to what God has in store for me!  I admit, I occasionally get scared thinking about traversing this world alone.  One of my dearest friends, Nan, shared a cute email the other day.  Towards the end of it, there was a little saying that stuck with me.  Sorrow looks back, worry looks around, faith looks up.  I choose to look up!

As a tiny little side note, I guess yesterday was a big day for me, too.  I bought a house.  And guess what?  There are TWO spots for doggy doors!  YESSSSS!!!  Thank you, Lord!