Grief (or at least in my experience of grief) makes you pretty selfish for a period of time. I don't think it's bad, I think it's necessary to take time and focus on yourself and possibly those closest to you. But it is easy to get caught up in it and not realize others are fighting some sort of battle. A battle which to you in the midst of your current battle might seem like nothing but to them in the midst of their battle is extremely exhausting, frustrating, and overwhelming.
I look back at some of the battles I've fought in my past and feel like this is the hardest one (I'm sure I'll always feel like it's up there on my toughest battles) but looking back I know in the midst of other battles I felt like I was in a hard fight.
Some battles are secret, some are common but all are trying. I know I could be better at showing people grace and mercy and I'm reminded of my short comings and thankful for a Savior overflowing with grace and mercy.
I wish I was not so short fused.
On a completely different note, I got my pendant today (2 months later than assured I would have it by). It's a pink, glass pendant with some of my daughters ashes in it. It might seem weird to some but after carrying my baby for 7 months to not having her at all it's nice to have her with me again. Though I do know she is not WITH me, you know what I mean...
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