Faith & Roses

Today is the day I wondered about six, twelve, eighteen … twenty-four months ago. I am grateful for faith’s role in handling what must be done for Mom’s estate. Hired a company to come and empty the bedrooms. I “leaked,” for sure, interacting with my sister and I “leaked” at other moments as well. However, I was led more than leaked, and, through a grace, I can show up again today.

May I never hold on to anyone or anything too tightly. We all fall short. We have expectations and imagined needs. The precious family of origin with all of it’s glorious imperfections. There was love within mine.

Thank you, God, for endless second chances. The resources to do whatever was needed. For your strength to walk through cleaning out the place where, for a time, four lives shared time and space. The house is empty. It will soon be sold.

Is there a way (or a need) to navigate the absence of Mom in my life and not have that become a part of my relationships? I had a purging cry at Mom’s house. This pen to paper is my Prayer and Meditation. All is well. I am surely “in the care of” something loving and caring and far greater than myself.