Okay, so its true. The honeymoon is over and I miss knowing people I trust and having coffee at the Willmar spots.
Barry and I just returned from a weekend in Arkansas when we road tripped with his mom, brother, his wife for a funeral. Barry's uncle is now gone and the two seemingly "healthiest" Besonen boys are not with us. The best part of the weekend was seeing family, the sun, rolling hills full of autumn color.
Compounded to my blues is the fact that I am still not getting a rhythm of a schedule down and still need to organize the house. I am not wise with my time and get overwhelmed easily. I had to tell my principal I couldn't take on an after-school program due to our crazy family schedule.
Moving here was supposed to simplify, but life is still complicated. I just want to enjoy life, celebrate my family and instill in them the values I cherish. My faith needs to increase once again and I need to spend time in God's word. FOCUS, FOCUS!
Barry's cousins wanted to get a "prescription" for getting through the grieving process. I don't think there is such a thing. Everyone goes through grief as an individual and what causes "relapses" of tears is different for each person. The soul is a delicate part of what God placed in us and it is as individual to us as our personality. That is not comforting when we live in a "wanting answers" type of world.
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