I have had the longest 3 weeks of my life! I lost my brother on the 12th of February and on the 1st of March my grandmother lost her battle with cancer. My heart is so torn and broken in so many ways. In times like these family and God is what you hold on to, and you hold them tight. I find myself numb and daydreaming of things I did with my brother and grandma that I can no longer do. I find myself praying for my family and for my poor husband because all he can do is hold me when I am crying. I know time will heal all wounds but does it make a difference when they heal if your wounds are very large and wide open and seem unbearable? I am the type of person that I like to see the positive in every situation and I can not grasp anything positive other then Catlin was there at the gates of heaven with his arms wide open to welcome my grandma. I know there is a reason for everything but I just can't wrap my head around it at this time. Thank you to all that pray on a daily basis for our family to get threw this and thank you to all who have helped in other ways. Your kind spirits are greatly appreciated.
~Lindye Dowden~
I miss her dearly!
