I was reminded today of my posting of November 1st (Frank's birthday). I was searching the web today for something to help a widow friend who has started to date. But God lead me to something that would remind me of my earlier posting. He led me to an article where a Rabbi is counseling a woman who is ready to date. He's sharing with her about a show where a woman's husband had died in a tragic car accident in her arms. Years later the woman still had, in a special box, her bloody dress. She couldn't move on with her life until she buried that dress and she had to make a decision every day to choose life. The Rabbi shared that we must choose life every day. He said, you cannot sit around and expect your feelings of grief to simply dissipate. You must choose life, even if you don't feel like it. He said, life is not an emotion, it's a choice. And it's something we must choose whether or not our emotions compel us to and whether or not we feel ready. He told the woman that she must return to the life of the living. AMEN!! He said, her husband's memory should not be a dark cloud that haunts her existence but the memory of his life should be an inspiration, not a painful albatross and that he should be commemorated not memoralized. AMEN!!!
Well I had a situation recently at a church gathering where we were to write down something we needed to let go off so that we can move on with our lives. Well as some of you know I've struggled with my not giving Frank a last kiss as he took his last breath. My buddy Judy told me that I did so much and I was with Frank when he died which is much more than most folks. Now I know that's true but it was still something I was struggling with. So here I am at this gathering and I wrote down "need to let go of not giving Frank that last kiss". Well guys, I could not get up to get rid of the paper. I sat there crying because I didn't want to let go of this. Why, at the time I really didn't know why but I knew that it was something I had to let go of . I finally got up and got rid ot the paper and just cried profusely asking the Lord to please help me not to pick this back up. So as I read this Rabbi's article today I realized that I didn't want to let this go because it was a way for me to still hold on to those last moments with Frank and I was reminded again that the dead bury the dead and I must continue to choose life and make the best out of it. Thank you Jesus. I choose life and I commenmorate Frank everytime I share our testimony with someone. I choose life and commemorate Frank everytime I counsel someone who is dealing with grief or marital problems. I choose life everytime I laugh when I think of some of the beautiful moments we were able to share together. I chose life and life more abundantly.
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AuthorI'm Dee, wife of the late Frank Nunez. I'm a woman of God who's depending on God to pull us through this loss. Archives
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