...while this is a re-post from a couple years ago, and though I am not literally walking down these lovely Fall roads, the sentiment remains the same.
November's lonely roads...
...it was a cool, crisp, clear Autumn day here today so we got out of the house and took a little walk to the river.
I welcome every other month of the year with joy and anticipation of what will come. Not so, with November. I feel nothing less than trepidation wrapped up in it's thirty days.
November holds days of incredible joy, family celebrations and anniversaries. November holds a day of unspeakable, unbearable, heart-wrenching, soul-bleeding grief. The day my life as I knew it...stopped. A day that holds a child's death. My firstborn son.
I know what to expect these next few weeks, I have been doing it far too long now. I know the days will feel long, and the darkness will be heavy and deep. I know the sadness and the searing anger will be burdensome. But in the end, I know, there will be light and a baby's cry for his mama in my heart.
Wishing you sunshine for your soul, laughter for your heart, and peaceful November days...