It’s been five years Sunday, November 25th that I lost my daddy. He was one of my closest friends. We talked every week for over 10 yrs even though he and my mom lived 850 mile from me. I cannot believe how fast the last five years have gone. It really just seems like yesterday sometimes. Sometimes my heart breaks all over again, just not as often any more. I still miss him and suspect that I alway will have a wound on my heart. It’s just not open any longer.
In The Beginning
I started this blog the January after his passing. I’d been thinking of blogging for a while, but one day I just did it. I didn’t pray about it. I didn’t ask anyone what they thought. I just did it.
That is my way. I don’t know that it’s the best way to go about things. None the less, it’s how I do things. Even still. But I hope I’m learning to at least bring my thoughts and requests to the Lord.
Writing this blog has been healing for me. I had so much going on in my heart and mind that I needed an outlet. I really wanted to share who I was at the time. The things we were doing, and how I was dealing with all of the grief and trials of moving my very difficult mom back to Washington so I could care for her.
You my readers have learned a lot about me over the last 5 years. I have been completely open and honest in my writing. Genuine if you will. That was my goal and my plan all along.
I also, wanted to touch lives. To help others heal from their grief, in their own time, by my example. It took me 3 years to ask the Lord to help me accept my grief. I’d say it actually to 4 years for it to “be well with my soul”. It is well now. Praise the Lord. I wanted others to know they will heal, in their own time. That no one can put a time limit on their healing.
I got the chance to live that this last year, as my cousin who had moved near my mom was suffering from grief. His heart had been broken for seven long years and his life showed it. He drank like nothing I’d ever seen. In his weak, broken moments, sometimes sober moments, we’d talk about “her”, the love he lost. I tried to help him see that he could still live without her. In all honesty, I really wanted to tell him to get over it. It’d been seven years for goodness sake. I never could bring myself to say that to someone hurting so desperately. I’m so glad I never did, because believe me when I tell you, it hurts when a friend tells you to just get over it and move on.
We lost my cousin November 3rd. His liver finally lost it’s battle with the bottle. It was so sad for me to watch him slip away. To watch his sons deal with the grief of loosing their dad. My heart was broken for a few weeks. I will miss him.
I wanted to share Jesus and my relationship with Him with others. This was a way to do that. I know the Lord has and will continue to use this for His Glory.
With that being said, I am finding my desire to write has diminished. A lot. I have things I could say, but the desire to say them is pretty much gone.
I’m not saying I will never blog again, but I am saying I’m done for now.
Now, I want to spend my free time helping others in their health journey. I’ve spent the last few months earning a Certified Nutritional Therapy degree. With that knowledge, I am planning to start my own business helping people use food to find relief from their symptoms caused by nutrition deficiencies. Along with that, helping people in their weight loss journey. Finding their way to a healthy eating life style that will work for them. To give hope.
I also hope that I can help people with pre diabetes or type 2 diabetes find their way back to a non diabetes status through nutrition. It can be done for most people with type 2. I wish my dad would have had someone in his life that could have helped him see his diagnosis wasn’t final.
Thank you to those who have been faithful in reading my thoughts and feelings over the last five years. I hope I have touched your life, in a good way. If I have, I’d love to hear from you. You’re welcome to leave me a message in the comment section below this post.
May the Lord bless you and keep you, may he make His face shine upon you and give you peace.
6 Replies to “It’s Been Five Years”
Always enjoyed your blog
Thank you Nola. I appreciate you💞
My dear friend and sister, I have always been blessed by you being you and loving this old friend of yours. I’ve loved seeing you express yourself, faith and ideas in your blog, but I know in my heart your new journey will also be blessed by our Lord. ❤️
Oh my sister 💞. I love you dearly and am always blessed by your presence in my life. Thank you for always encouraging me and my adventures 😘.
Sabrina, I have always enjoyed your blogs. There was something in each and every one that I needed to hear. Losing a parent is so difficult, it’s been seven almost eight for my dad and six for my mom. If I have learned anything from their deaths it would be my faith in God. For without that faith that I will one day see them again life would be unbearable. Your messages of hope and light helped me on my journey of grief. I understand your pain and your loss. Your dad was and always will be my favourite Uncle, and I know that he is proud of the woman you have become. Thank you for your words of inspiration for they have been a lifeline in the troubled waters we call life.
God bless you.
Thank you so much Desiree. I’m so glad you were able to connect with my heart.