I can't begin to tell you how many mornings since my last post, that I wanted to write what's on my mind and soul. The month of July 2013 will forever be etched in my mind as one of the happiest and one of the most sorrowful. On the 13th, my wonderful son married his amazing bride and for days we were swept up in a flurry of activity, preparing for the morning of the wedding. I cherished every moment of it.
They went on their honeymoon and we followed their trek via facebook, while on the home front we put our house back in order. A week after they returned, my new daughter (in-law) made a special dinner for us which included many Korean dishes from her roots. Delicious...I love tasting new food from around the world. Life seemed so normal and hopeful as we basked in each other's good fortune and love.
|A beautiful meal prepared by my daughter-in-law|
Little did we know that the forces of evil would arrive via a phone call a few hours later in the middle of the night, early Monday morning. I don't remember my mother's exact words, but the pain in them was indescribable. I admit, at first I thought something had happened to my dad, then she barely got the words out that my brother had shot himself. All I could do was repeat the words, "Oh my God" and "WHY"!
One of my favorite sayings is: "God does not give us more than we can handle"....This past week has been a test. I've experience a gamut of emotions, some I don't ever care to have again. Then there are times when I feel God's presence and I know He's taking care of all our friends and family. I'm sorry to write such a morbid blog entry but I hope you can understand that, for me, it's part of a cleansing and healing process. I know happier days are ahead and it will take some time. Please say a prayer, especially for my parents, and hug your loved ones.....because you never know.