How exactly do you follow a post about loosing a loved one? One month ago today, I said goodbye to Washington and moved back to SC to start something new and be closer to my family. I had NO idea just how important that last part would be...what an enormous blessing to be closer to my family during this time.
My family is hanging in there as well as you can with a situation like this. There are bad days, sad days, and just-get-through-it days. The mornings have been tough for some of my family members. I imagine it has something to do with waking up and realizing what we just lived through wasn't the horrible nightmare that we wish it would have been. For me, Fridays are the worst. It's like a weekly anniversary I definitely don't want to celebrate where I relive in my head the events of the day of the accident.
Even when some of us have to try and pretend to be in a normal routine, our hearts are heavy with sadness and worry for the rest of the family. I've quickly realized that we'll never have the "normal" we had before Randy's accident. But we have to find a new "normal." And while we don't really know what that new normal is just yet, for right now it's loving a little deeper, hugging a little tighter, holding memories a little closer, and praying a lot heavier. The new normal for some us might now include meditating at a graveside, calling your dad every single day, or living each day to the fullest.
On one hand, the little things in life don't mean as much right now. It doesn't seem right for me to blog about the Braves or the weather. On the other hand, the little things mean EVERYTHING.
It's those little things that keep us going and hopefully start bringing us comfort and peace. There is a school year to finish, a new job and town to settle in to, a newborn to dote over, a wedding to attend, our faith to strengthen, baseball to watch, songs to sing, grass to plant, friends to embrace, sun to soak up, summer air to breath in, a concert to plan, and wounds to heal. And I wholeheartedly believe they will heal. In other words: there is life to live.
Meet our newest and very special family member, Bella!

The Italian and Latin meaning of her name is "beautiful." The Hebrew meaning is "God's Promise." Her name was picked out months before her birth, but how wonderful it is that even out of the sadness of death, comes a beautiful promise from God.....Life. I'm pretty sure that is one of the ultimate lessons that God wants us to learn.
