Angel Wings Wednesday: Finding Peace

This week is Holy Week, the end the season of Lent leading up to the wonder of Easter.

Winter is finally ending and spring is upon us.

Sarah Catherine has been gone for a bit over a year.  It’s truly amazing how much healing can occur in a year.

Last year at this time, I was still at the height of my grief.  I said I was doing well, and considering the circumstances and the stage of grief, I was.  But this year, I’m doing even better.

I miss little Sarah all the time, but I’m at peace.

There was a moment last Sunday, Palm Sunday, where I suddenly realized the extent of my peace and healing.

It was a quiet, prayerful time during the mass, and the boys were getting a little squirrely, as little boys do.  I quietly reminded them to pray.  Dude responded immediately (thanks Catholic school!), but Spud took a bit more coaxing  So I leaned over to him and whispered without thinking much about it, “Say your prayers.  Thank Jesus for taking care of Baby Sarah.”

Then I stopped, realizing what I’d said.

“Thank Jesus for taking care of Baby Sarah.”

I knew then how much my heart had healed.

In the past I might have said, “Pray for Baby Sarah”, meaning, “Pray for all of us, pray for healing.”  But this time, without even thinking, I asked my boys to give thanks.

I am much more at peace than I was last year at this time.  And I am so thankful.

I’m thankful that my heart has healed.  I’m thankful for peace.  I’m thankful for my children and my husband.  For my friends and family.  I’m thankful for my faith and my church family.  I’m thankful and at peace.