Still mourning...

Feb and March there were several deaths that hit us very hard.

On Feb 7 this little precious girl passed away. I never met this little girl and I knew about her only through this blog. I do however know her grandparents and her aunt. My heart really mourned for this family.

Then on Feb 17 a tragedy struck right to my heart. My brother in law (my late husband's brother) committed suicide. He was 49. What makes this even more difficult is he was estranged from the family for the last 5 years or so. I have went through every emotion possible including huge amounts of guilt. I am still trying to come to terms with it. He leaves behind two children ages 19 and 13 who we also have not had any contact with the last 5 years. I could go on and on about the circumstances and how my heart aches, but instead I will continue to pray for healing for everyone. God knows the story....

Then on March 12 a good friend of Jeff's passed away from cancer. He was 49. This death hit Jeff very hard. Jeff fought many fires with him. I met him on a couple of occassions. On Sunday they had a Fire Department service at the firehouse that Jeff and I went to. I will never be able to understand the brotherly love firefighters have for each other because I have never personally experienced it, but I think that day in that fire department gave me some kind of a glimpse. On Monday they had another service, but I couldn't go to it due to family obligations. Jeff didn't talk much about the service, but did say it was great to see some old friends. May God watch upon you all.

A couple other deaths happened in the last couple of months and although they still meant something to me that didn't hurt as much as these.

My mom's cousin passed away. I don't ever recall meeting him, but I have heard many many stories of him. I actually am not sure why I never met him. He lived close to us. He died from a heart attack.

My old High School teacher, Mr. Glassinger, passed away too. Now you may find this strange that I mention him. But he was something else. He actually taught my dad and then me. I am not sure if he taught my brother too. He taught Math. When I was in school he had hearing aides then. When we took a test he would turn his hearing aides off and play solitare. We would then all cheat off each other. But it was because of him I loved and excelled at math.

May each of you Rest in Peace and may God continue to heal our broken hearts