I'm sure we have all heard the expression when it rains, it pours.
It seems like in our family April showers have taken on a whole new meaning.
I lost my one and only grand daughter in April.
One of my grandmothers died in April.
Our sweet dog Riggs died in April.
My chiropractors partner was run over on a sidewalk and fighting for his life and recovery.
I am recovering from a small outpatient surgery, here in April
Now my nieces best friend committed suicide. Again tragedy has struck in April.
A downpour of grief and circumstance.
So when to expect the flowers? The sunshine?
My granddaughter was also born in April.
My grandma passed on a legacy of a lifelong marriage that to me is priceless.
Our remaining dogs greet us with unconditional love
My chiropractors partner has made it through the first surgery.
My body is healing, slowly but surely.
I am now believing that the sun will shine on my niece once again and she can find some beauty in the memories of her friend. That in this tragedy that we cannot understand God will bring good.
Grief has no time table.
No one can tell you how long to grieve and showers will continue to come, but so will the sunshine.