I’m uncertain of the path one takes toward healing after the loss of a loved one. The beloved one. He was my whole world. I do know that I am going through the open gate.

(The pictures above are only a few of our shared moments together from last year, my final year with Him, he died the first days of this year, so this year I have had to accept only hearing his voice in a bird’s song, feeling his touch from the Sun’s gentle caress and seeing his face in the sunrise. And in God’s love and comfort. Always.)