Day 36: 365 Days of Motivation for Widows

‘The future comes one day at a time.’    –Dean Acheson

What a blessing and a curse. When everything comes up roses, we want to slow down and make it last forever. We want to soak it in—hold on to every scent, sound, and touch. Yet, because life is one day at a time, it isn’t possible. One day, those wonderful days give way to challenges and heartache. Heartaches so deep it brings us to our knees, begging for mercy.

Sometimes those changes are rapid and without warning. Other times we slowly suffer day after day, with no relief in sight. Whichever way trouble finds us, we wish we could move past it as quickly as possible. We pray to God for changes—often we offer up promises of change and growth if only we could have one more chance.

The happy days always seem to move much faster than those days of woe. No matter the illusion of time, it remains steady. There is some comfort in knowing there is equality in the world—even when we wish differently, our lives move one day at a time. That’s the curse of time.

While there is comfort in consistency, losing a spouse makes every day a series of haunting memories. In the beginning, the thought of passing days only brings pain. We need those days to give us time—we need time to understand our situation. As painful as it is, we must live in it and process it in order to start moving in the right direction towards healing.

There are ways to dance around the pain, but you will never feel whole again.  Your past and all the pain will build and build until it smothers you. You will never be the person God intended you to be, nor will you ever live the life your spouse would have wanted for you. Tragedy is unjust, allowing your life to end because living hurts, is yet another tragedy—a tragedy that could be prevented.

In order to make it through this absolutely miserable time, and remain a whole person, we have to go day by day. Even when it hurts—we have to get up in the morning and make it through the day as best we know how. With work, time, and perseverance, we move forward. We create a different life, one we know how to succeed in—a life to be proud of.  That’s the blessing of time.

 

Where ever you are in your journey, be grateful that time goes on—one day at a time.

About Sara

My name is Sara and I am a woman with a history and a future. I am a mother of 5 and a wife to an amazing man. Being a teen mother and a widow in my mid-twenties has given me plenty of storms to weather. Writing has always been my solace, it's also a passion and a talent. Through my writing I hope to help others weather their storms and create my own path to my dreams.
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