A family member took his own life this weekend.

[misterhighwasted]

47. I do not know the answer. Solace arrives along the way in various forms.

This event broke my faith in the God I was raised to believe in. I pretty much settled on the hawks that soar & song birds. The sight of color in the clouds of sunrise & sunset.
Trees, breezes, meadow grasses & the bloom of seasons. The open unsettled space of Mountains & prairie.
Mother Earth & Father Sky. And some days even Jesus shows up. Its all connected but not the way I was taught.
And though there are times of peace & acceptance of something that breaks the heart, its a rather fragile scar that can reopen at any time, & time moves on & heals it over & that becomes the way I have had to live my life.

Guess the only answer to healing is that Time keeps pushing you along. Life is not a lengthy thing so ask yourself how this man would want you to live beyond his passing.
And follow that & carry him with you.
Its ok to talk with him now & then too.
Peace