Mr. Webster defines journey as a passage from one place to another. My grief journey will always be an on going journey. Final destination will be when I see my loved ones again.
My passage is learning to live/adapt to this 'new normal'. Each day will be new and different. Some days I will be like a turtle that retracts my head back into my shell and other days I will be like a falcon.
This journey, new beginning, is rough, but I asking God to tightly hold my hand. I want him to hold my hand because if I hold his I might let go. And when those days come that are too rough for me just pick me up and carry me.