Today has been two years since my sister was taken from us.
Need I say more? No. It doesn’t get easier, nor is it believable. Tragedy never makes sense. How we’ve handled it doesn’t make sense, nor how the courts are treating it. You can live with the past or live in the past. I don’t want to be defined by this, and I want to grow from this.
But David said,
Praise the LORD! Oh, give thanks to the LORD, for He is good! For His mercy endures forever.
(Psalms 106:1 NKJV)
So, today in my memories, I want to give thanks to God. He is good! His mercy endures forever. There is no ending to how good that makes me feel. I will be at peace, even though I’m disappointed with myself. We can improve and grow as a result of the tragedy, or we can retract. I want to grow. Give Thanks.
What memories she left. I will never forget the quickness of her smile and that twinkle in her eye.
It’s difficult sorting the memories but it’s a great time remembering.