from the mom
Some of you who may remember that I wrote of a particular grief I was experiencing a while back. Today the door closed on a sweet period of our lives as our priest and his family left our church. I despise goodbyes and have usually managed to avoid them, sneaking out the door with my box of things on last days of work, failing to show up at the goodbye party, etc.... I honestly hoped I would be sick today, but I was a good adult and showed up. But I did forego displays of affection in order to hold it together. And a good shrink would probably say my avoidance is unhealthy. So I'm letting Ranee speak for me on her blog.
And looking toward the future with anticipation.
2 comments:
We haven't had a church departure quite that dramatic, but we have had to say goodbye to people we didn't want to see go. There's really no easy way to do it, especially when you want to project support and affection when you're feeling like throwing a tantrum. (Which was how I felt when the family left our church.)
-- SJ
I'm sorry to hear about your priest moving on. It sounds like you were really close and he and his family really ministered to you. I pray God comforts you and shows you more of His perfect plan in all this. It must be hard.
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