I have learned so many things from others, such as not to put expectations on myself, or try to put emotions on that others expect from me. We are all unique, amazing individuals that God created and we all grieve differently. I have learned to be myself and be kind to myself and to take one day at a time.

I have learned to be gentle with the ones who walk in grief and to be gentle with myself. We are all on a journey that we will endure the rest of our lives. We are mothers and fathers of God's chosen ones. God chose to take our loved ones home alot sooner than any of us expected. But there is comfort in knowing that our children are safe at home in the arms of Jesus. Our children had hearts way too big for this world and are now at peace in his kingdom without the burdens and worries of this world.

We all have so many tears that are yet to be shed. Each day we should reach out to each other in gentle love and tender mercy to help those who may be struggling today. The days and nights can seem so long and restless. Knowing that God is there in our time of need to lift us up and help us along the way is also a great comfort on this long and painful journey. In reaching out to each other, we are, whether we realize it, reaching out to Jesus.

 The human mind cannot conceive all the things that are to be enjoyed in heaven today and for eternity. My prayer is that we all could receive a gentle healing and peace from God while we travel this road helping all that we can along the way.