It has been a while since I have read through the first few chapters of my book. Somehow in re-reading parts of it just now, the story seems almost surreal. How could all of this have ever happened? It all feels like a bad dream. However when I visit or talk with Elaine, it is stark reality. Her physical and emotional pains throb even in her voice.
Our family continues to try to search for the new normal in all of this. Actually, it feels more abnormal than normal! Yet I know in my Christian heart we have to press on and do the best we can. Elaine is suffering but so is her husband, my mother and I. Others are hurting, too. It is another opportunity to cry out to the Lord and ask for His strength in our weakness. In times such as these in remembering the tragic events, there is no other place or person to turn to but Jesus. He understands not only our weaknesses but also our intense sufferings; and even now He is advocating on our behalf to the Father. Just knowing that fact gives me hope in walking through this ongoing dark night of the soul. One day in His presence, there will be no more tears…..Praise God!