Reason to Rejoice

Things are starting to get back to normal. Rachel and I are back from Arkansas and although it was a good trip to see close friends and family members, I know that we are both so glad to be home. I missed my husband during this trip more than I ever have before and I am not quite sure why. I mean, that certainly sounds rude doesn't it? I always miss him but this time was different. I guess it could have been because I was grieving the loss of my uncle or because Rachel is getting more and more active and hard to deal with by myself. Not sure but I made a point to tell him that I missed him and that I love him. Then today I was thinking....I wonder how often my husband actually feels DEEPLY loved by me. I devote majority of my time to our daughter and when I don't, I am cleaning or on the computer or working. I told him last night that it is easier to know what a good thing you have when you are away from them...I guess it brings the saying "absence makes the heart...

Death is usually not a pleasant thing. I would hear some say that it is never a pleasant thing. I have to disagree with that. When someone is suffering and it is better for them physically, emotionally, mentally, and spiritually to leave this earth I feel that is the best thing that can happen to them. Does that make the grief easier for those of us left behind? Sometimes but not usually. I would have to say that the death that I heard of this morning was probably of the worst kind. My uncle shot himself in the heart this morning. He was young. He had two children - ages 16 and 6. My aunt left him a couple of months back because she was miserable. He was an alcoholic who battled depression for years....it was genetic. He also had a sister who took her own life. My aunt did what was best for her and for her children. Will she regret that? I don't know. Will she feel guilty because of the events of today, probably. Should she? Absolutely not. It was said to me this...