Grief is hard.
Every year before Memorial Day my body says “Hey! Remember that Memorial Day when we took Clayton to the emergency room and realized his cancer had come back with a vengeance?”
We were headed to my parents house in Decatur to go swimming and BBQ but instead went to the hospital.
We found Clayton’s entire right lung filled with Cancer. I remember walking outside the hospital to get some air.
I took my shoes off and tried to breathe with each step. I felt the grass on my bare feet to feel grounded but I ended up falling to my knees.
I knew this was the beginning of the end and it’s a feeling that still stays with me each Memorial Day. That was five years ago and my body makes it feel like it’s happening right now.
Griefy days remind me of how short this beautiful life is. Especially on a day like today where we honor and remember the brave men and women who have lost their lives for our freedoms.
I hope you seek joy in celebration today.
If you are going through a difficult season I want you to know I am cheering for you.
So tell me, how are you celebrating today?