It seems like yesterday that I watched the ball come down in Times Square. Time has flown by as I prayed it would to better days that weren't so emotionally painful. I can now feel joy in simple things again, a smile appears on my face for some of those simple things and it occurs to me I've reached the place in time I had asked God to stay close to me and surround me with his angels as I get there. Another dreaded holiday has crept up on me and I'm fine. The trigger days aren't as painful as they once were. Thank God, I'm so grateful.
While I have no desire to put up a tree or decorate for Christmas since JR passed away over two decades ago, I don't hate the festivities anymore. I can feel the joy of Christmas again and that makes me happy.
Today I'm realizing the beautiful world I remember is still here, it is within me even though the real world seems to be falling apart. The strength within me will continue to take me to those better days I have prayed would come.
Proverbs 3:5-6:
"Trust in the Lord with all your heart,
and do not lean on your own understanding.
In all your ways acknowledge him,
and he will make straight your paths."
