Saturday, September 28, 2013
Last week was a tough one for me. Wednesday was the anniversary of my DH's passing.
All week I was dreaming about my dh. To make things worse, my son had come to visit me a week before that and told me he was so depressed he didn't know what he was going to do.
He too was missing his dad. He didn't think he should still feel this way, as he is a man and men don't cry. (Yeah, right!). He stayed for supper and we had a good visit. He and his girlfriend have also broken up. He started dating this girl right before my dh passed away, so it was extra difficult for him this year. I have been thinking of him and praying for him all week. He hasn't called me since then, so I'm not sure how he is doing.
One of my church friends knew I was having a hard time. I asked her if she would drive me to the cemetery so I could visit my husband's grave. She was happy to do that for me. She drove me to the grave site and then waited in the car so that I could have some time alone. She told me to take all the time I needed. I really broke down. That is the first time since my DH passed away that I have had such an emotional reaction. I took my friend for coffee afterwards. She and her daughter came to spend the evening with me so that I didn't have to be alone.
This is the beginning of a new week. Hopefully things will improve. I am praying that my son is doing better. He is so stubborn (just like his dad). He doesn't want to ask for help. Thank goodness his boss understands what he is going through and is giving him a little lee-way. He did tell my son that if things didn't get better he would have to look for help or his job could be in jeopardy. I am leaving it in God's hands. Only He knows what my son needs.