44 days ago I found out the wife of my coworker, and friend, cancer has returned. Now he’s taking time off work to make preparations… 44 days later.
My heart is breaking.
It brings back perspective. On my flight to Denver, I was thinking it would be a relief not to be stuck in a world where people either walk away or judge you. Where I rarely ever feel I belong, and feel constantly judged. God is home. And at times like this I have to remind myself of that, and everything is about timing. His timing.
Just like everything else that is happening, understanding isn’t always the point. Accept what is happening and keep moving, no matter how much it hurts.