A Year to Get Over It

My young friend’s husband who was dying of ALS was told by her counselor that she would have a year to get over it and a year to get on with it.  Eee! Gads! Wearing both my professional counselor hat and widow hat, that’s wrong.  My husband battled the same disease. I can assure her that she’ll never ‘get over’ the awareness. the imprint on her life of her marriage and that last struggle with illness.  Also, each future year will bring lingering memories to ponder.

After year number 2 while she’s parenting alone there will still be surprises: a discovered list her husband made, one of his socks that landed in the bottom of her closet, and the tears will come fresh and fast.  And she’ll experience God’s comfort as never before.

So we get on with it?  For sure. On our own timetable.

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