Introduction to a New Series – Grace & Grief

It’s been six months since my parents both died, eleven days apart. Sometimes it feels like six years, sometimes it feels like six days. Several friends have contacted me this week to see how I am doing. Maybe they made on a note on their calendar about it, but I doubt it because their check-ins didn’t even have to do with them knowing it was an anniversary (and I didn’t even mention it to most of them). I think God just tapped them on the shoulder and said, “Why don’t you check on Pam?” They are all the kind of people who listen and respond to God – even when they don’t know it’s Him – and so they did. Someone suggested I write about my experience. When I hesitated they said, “You never know who you might help.” Since I also try to be the kind of person who listens and responds to God, and to help people, I am going to write about it. 

On September 11, 2018, my dad’s life came to its conclusion.  He was 87 years old and his health had been deteriorating for a few years.  But while we knew it was coming sooner rather than later, his death felt abrupt.  On September 22, 2018, just eleven days later my mother, at age 83, suddenly and unexpectedly slipped away as well.

There.  That’s the story in its barest essentials.   The details leading up to their deaths, the emotions and experiences during that difficult time and its aftermath have been a labyrinth for me.  Since my heart still can’t handle the story as a whole, I will share it in pieces.  My intention is to share it in a way that emphasizes God’s faithfulness. 

I’m not sure how this will match with my blog’s mission of “discover, equip, pursue your purpose” but I think it’s an important journey to share.  

Thanks everyone.  

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