Three years ago today I watched someone die. I thought it would be an incredibly scary experience, instead it was a beautiful gift.
Three years ago today I woke up very early in the morning in a hospital chair praying for one thing. Nineteen hours later I went to bed in my own bed praying for something entirely different.
Three years ago today I told my children that their daddy had died. I will spend the rest of my life hearing my daughter's hysterical screams.
Three years ago today I spent the first half of the day in a chair outside my husband's ICU room watching doctors and nurses try to save him. I spent the last half of the day in a chair in my living room watching people come in and out of my house trying to save me.
Three years ago today I believed my God could do anything and answer our prayers. It took me many months to accept that God can do anything but sometimes God doesn't our prayers the way we would like.
Three years ago today, Darrell's life ended and mine was reborn. It was not what I would have chosen but it was not my choice to make. I can only rebuild upon the foundation that God left for me.
Three years ago today I thought my life was over. Now I know that God isn't finished with me yet.
...three years ago today.
