I’m setting aside my “normal” Monday post and opting to share from my heart. You see, today is a bittersweet day for my family; it is the year anniversary of my dad’s homegoing. If you’ve never lost a loved one, you may be tempted to scroll on, and I understand, but I need to reminisce a bit about this year of God’s goodness and the healing He has brought during grief.

The hardest times have hit when I’ve been in places where my dad had been – in their home, his garage work area, and a Gospel concert. So often I have pictured him in all those places and how he would have responded and what he would have said. Some of those memories brought laughter, some a tear, but both were healing.

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