LindaKoz

The season of Advent is about waiting for the birth of Christ. Right now I am waiting also. Waiting for God to show me a new way.

I miss Brian with all of my heart and soul. I will love him forever and always. I didn't ask for to be on this grief journey but I must accept my place and rely fully on God. There will be a new dream some day. There will be a new type of peace some day. I will stumble and I will fall by God will always be there to pick me up. I'm in the wilderness but some day there will be light.

Hi Furkid,

I'd love to hear more about your band. I'm not musically talented but Brian was. He played guitar plus a little mandolin, banjo, bouzouki. He also bought a fiddle and was trying to teach himself. I miss hearing him play and his sweet voice.

Sorry my message got cut off before -- not sure what happend.

Peace, love, and blessings,

Linda

learn to live without him and God will help me. But I also wanted to say that I'm a rather progressive Christian and I honestly believe there is wisdom in all faiths, not just the one I believe in. If we are willing to listen to each other, perhaps we can put all of the wisdom together. Just something I ponder.

Hi Greta,

I was horrified to learn that you returned home to find all of your belongings missing. I don't even know how to respond. I cannot imagine what I would do if that happened to me.

My faith does help me a lot. I believe God is always with me and God is all loving. But, I do not believe that God took Brian away from me. He had an infection. Now I have to...

Suddenly I am flooded with memories of times we spent together. When I take them out and look at them, I begin to cry. But I love remembering how special our love was.

When will it get better? God, please grant me peace.

I'm asking God to enter my heart and grant me peace. God knows all of my pain, anger and guilt. Only God can give me the peace that I seek.

My soul is fragmented and I don't know how to put the pieces back together again. I will miss Brian forever and I will love him always. I want him back . . . .