Comments on: Healing

By: Charlotte

Charlotte — Thu, 06 Nov 2014 02:09:44 +0000

Beautiful and insightful post, Ginger. Prayers continue for you.

By: Connie Kittok

Connie Kittok — Thu, 06 Nov 2014 02:02:44 +0000

Ginger, stop and look around. Michael is still there. He’s in the places he built, the places you two used to visit, the kids you raised, the meals he helped prepare and share with you. You are just in a different place now. You have to learn how to see again.
For me it’s like this. I see things clearer now. Things my Michael who you like to compare to your Michael used to tell me about and I’d just stop and stare at him like what are you talking about. I see it now. I see the doves paired off, the hoot owl he used to talk to, wild flowers he knew every name, the stars and the constellations he pointed to by name. I see the wildlife he so loved. I see all that nature has to offer. My Michael taught me how to appreciate it. That is what comforts me now that he is gone. It’s all good. I’m lucky enough to have had a partner who listened to me when I went on. As you get older you learn that listening is just as important as stealing the conversation. I’m glad I listened when he had something to say. Time heals the deep cuts. But yes there is always a scar. Take care friend. I’m praying for you.

By: Gilla Treibich

Gilla Treibich — Thu, 06 Nov 2014 01:49:52 +0000

Ginger, you are an awesome lady!

By: Dan Sichel

Dan Sichel — Sat, 01 Nov 2014 06:19:50 +0000

Loss like this leaves one injury nobody sees, but never heals completely. There is s a hole in your heart that nothing will ever completely fill. With grace, someone will come along that will fill most of the hole, but there are little nooks and crannies that will remain forever empty. When something pokes at them often in an odd moment, unexpectedly, the pain of that hole comes back. But life comes with some pain, and it is apparent that you have wisely not let life stop for you. Live, love and have joy again, never fearing you will forget your former love. You may come to treasure those little pangs, because they mean you are remembering something great. Keep the faith, fight the good fight, and enjoy the grace you have been given.

By: Terrie Bourgeois

Terrie Bourgeois — Fri, 31 Oct 2014 14:29:42 +0000

A great analogy. Thinking of you often, and when I do, prayers always follow…

By: Michael

Michael — Fri, 31 Oct 2014 14:19:21 +0000

“My antibiotics are prayer to keep me from being infected with bitterness and anger. And my bandages are the many people around me that protect me and soften the bumps in life.”

What a picture, Ginger! And, what a reminder. Thank you for continuing to share your journey with us. As your scar forms, may it remind you of God’s faithfulness, Mike’s love, and your strength from the Lord. Continuing to remember you in my prayers….

By: Katherine Henriques

Katherine Henriques — Fri, 31 Oct 2014 13:33:13 +0000

Very insightful.