Thank you for sharing this, Lindsey. This is how I felt reading a book called “He Said Press” by an USAF widow. It detailed her grief after losing her husband (and a dear friend of my dad’s, they had been roommates at USAFA) in a tragic crash during a routine training flight. She still had 3 children who needed her. She had to continue living. I had the privilege of meeting her and her oldest son when I was a firstie and he was a doolie. She shared with me that her grief continued to manifest in unexpected ways, including feeling guilty that she was grateful her son could not be pilot qualified. Grief does funny things to our minds and relationships even years later. Being a believer, I know we both know that this is because grief isn’t supposed to exist. But the beauty wrought through grief is profound and God is present in the grief and the beauty. I’ll have to look up this book. I like to read such books occasionally to remind myself of how God helps us walk through grief.
Thank you for sharing this, Lindsey. This is how I felt reading a book called “He Said Press” by an USAF widow. It detailed her grief after losing her husband (and a dear friend of my dad’s, they had been roommates at USAFA) in a tragic crash during a routine training flight. She still had 3 children who needed her. She had to continue living. I had the privilege of meeting her and her oldest son when I was a firstie and he was a doolie. She shared with me that her grief continued to manifest in unexpected ways, including feeling guilty that she was grateful her son could not be pilot qualified. Grief does funny things to our minds and relationships even years later. Being a believer, I know we both know that this is because grief isn’t supposed to exist. But the beauty wrought through grief is profound and God is present in the grief and the beauty. I’ll have to look up this book. I like to read such books occasionally to remind myself of how God helps us walk through grief.