“Life goes on,” they say…in truth, it really does. It may feel like it can’t possibly go on when you lose someone you love so very much. If you read my previous post, this is exactly what happened to me…I lost the love of my life. It was unexpected and devastating. We spent nine years together then one day, it was no more.
Since that day, I pray for the strength to go on. I must. I have a life, a job, a family, friends, responsibilities and obligations. I can’t just stop doing, I can’t just stop moving. I can’t just stop. What’s more important is, even though I will never forget him and I will always miss him, I WON’T STOP. I just won’t; that’s not me. I’ve been through hard things before. This is one of the hardest, but, I know and I believe, with God on my side, I can do these hard things and still come out better and stronger than before. Fortunately, I also have a lot of support, I have a job I love, I do volunteer work that I love, I use my photography to cope, as well as this blog, I take walks to clear my head, and go on “musical drives” and blast the music while screaming my head off. I do me. I do what helps me, not what hurts me. These are the things that work for me and help me make life go on.
I know it isn’t easy for everyone. I know we all handle hard things differently, especially something like grief. But, most of us have lives and other things we have to focus on. Do your best to take those things and use them for good. Take the time to find new hobbies. Buy a journal and write down your feelings. Go on a musical drive. Most importantly, PRAY and trust God to help see you through. I know you can do it. And, if you need a friend, feel free to contact me…I will do my best to help however I can. And if it isn’t me, always be sure to talk to someone when you are feeling like you need to let things out; don’t hold those feelings in.
I want to share a poem I wrote for Rob, my sweetness, on Valentine’s Day this year. I also read this at his service because it’s sort of a short story of our relationship from the beginning to end. Rest in peace, Rob…until we meet again.
I feel like I knew from the beginning that we shared a special bond, and the moment I heard your voice was like someone waved their magic wand.
We talked all hours of the night becoming closer with each word, talking about anything and everything; your voice becoming the sweetest I’ve ever heard.
Then when we finally met each other and could put the voice to the face, I remember how extremely nervous we were, yet our bond helped us handle it with grace.
You fidgeted like crazy, making me smile even more, I accidentally kissed your neck; from that moment I was yours.
We started spending time together, learning what we loved about life, bringing together our different backgrounds; both being far from trife.
We lost touch for a little while, but thought about each other every day, wondering what had happened and would be both find out way.
We did just that – found our way back to the way we knew it should be, and realized we were meant for each other and were ready for all to see.
Our bond grew stronger as we shared our lives and our love grew beyond the furthest star, we knew deep down within our souls our love had existed even from afar.
I’ll never forget the day you sang your proposal to me, and the happy tears I cried knowing forever our love would be.
I love you more today than I ever have and it continues to grow stronger by the minute; I look forward to forever with you and can’t imagine my life without you in it. ~ Christina A. Miller 2/13/21
“But those who trust in the Lord will find new strength. They will soar high on wings like eagles. They will run and not grow weary. They will walk and not faint.” ~ Isaiah 40:31