I am doing good today. Waiting for the fall weather to appear. Oh how I hope GOd does not let you go to winter and we skip the season. But we all have seasons. Seasons of happiness. Seasons of sadness. Seasons of dispair, seasons of lonliness, and seasons of joy. But they are all seasons. With the seasons we will go through changes. That is ok with me.  I mean how I am suppose to stop them I can't I just must go through them. Been thinking lately about a lot of things. I want to take some time to really reach out and help others. Tonight I am starting a new ministry. I started last week, but I only sat back and observed. Sometimes we just need to observe what is going on. Before we step in and take over the things. I will be working with children ages 6 through 12. And with all different backgrounds and personalities. This will be a new thing for me. But I think it is something God has planned for me. I imagine I have a lot things God needs to change before I see the whole picture. Going through this grief process has shown me a lot. 1. We are allowed to grieve, I think we all think sometimes we aren't and hide underneath a rock. That doesn't get us anywhere. We are just squished under the rock. Which is not a fun place to be.2. Crying is good therapy. So if I need to cry I am going to do it. God gave us tears for a reason. When they are hidden and we have this crying locked deep inside, it is only for a moment. And suddenly you have this volcano flowing from your eye lids. And you wander why can't I stop. Because you held in, or it just needs to get out.3. Lean on others. You are allowed to frail, and you are allowed to ask for help. I mean why did God put others in our life. I don't think it was for them to say "how are you today?" and expect us to say wonderful or I am ok. Well that is surely me, being independent all my life I HATE ASKING FOR HELP!!! and why should I be that way. I just want to figure it out on my own. But that is surely not the answer. my husband hated and loved the independent women that I once was. He loved it because I could handle it alot. But hated it because I would leave him out of things and would not ask for help when I truely hated it.4. Things will never be the same. And I know what that means. I may not like it or understand it. And it leads to a whole different plain. Which I will continue later. I am babbling this moment. But it is part of the process. maybe one I will stop the babbling. It is a beautiful day.This is the day we shall rejoice and be glad in it.!!!!!!