I have completed two years without him. I am entering the third year. People say time heals all wounds. I am still trying to figure out time and how it is relative to healing. Maybe when people say time heals what they really mean is time softens. And the truth is it is God who heals and places in our lives a time for everything. This being true different people heal at different speeds with different time lines. And only God knows the right time.
Either way time doesn’t seem to fill my gaping heart. Even during the best parts of today – singing at church with dear friends, eating a piece of homemade pumpkin cake, visiting with family outside on a fall night – I miss him.
