In and out of "The Clouds"

Hey Bloggy Friends,

Sorry I haven't posted sine last week. Getting back into the rhythm of work and "normal" lives took everything out of me last week and I found myself lapsing in and out of "The Clouds". That's what Tom and I refer to as a "down day". Most of the week was fine and I did mange to keep it together while at work but there were a few days when I cried for no reason at all.
I felt like a dark rain cloud was following me around and raining down huge drops of grief and sadness.

The worse day by far was Saturday, the white bench I had rescued from someones garbage 3/1/2 years ago and literally drug 2 miles to my house fell apart. I was painting that bench in order to plant a garden in the seat the day my dad suffered his stroke. Poor Tom, here he was in the front yard trying to repair this old, dilapidated, rotten, worn out old bench while I stood there with tears streaming down my face. Poor dear, he had no idea what to say or do. He just stood there and let me bury my head in dirty work shirt. I'm sure he was praying, "Oh Lord, tell me what to do to help my beloved bride." or maybe it was more like "Help me Jesus! I have no idea what to do or say!" Poor dear! He's so level headed and always on an even keel and I am a woman of many emotions (sometimes in the same hour).

Anyway... today is a new day the beginning of a new week.
I know the reality of my dad's death and the new body he now enjoys as he dances with our sweet Jesus, but grief is a long and sometimes messy process.
So I thank you in advance for bearing with me as I walk through the grief of 3 huge losses in 7 months (My beloved mother-in-law Catherine in January, our beloved dog Max in April and my daddy June 29).
For those of you who have walked or are walking this road of grief perhaps you have some encouraging words to share. I'm sure we could all use to help us as we are in and out of "The Clouds".
Thanks for sharing!!