Despite all my emotions, I will believe and praise the One
who saves me and is my life.
Today is a hard day.
I won't lie.
Emotions get the best of me at the oddest moments.
Looking back I have learned some hard lessons, and some good ones too.
I have experienced heart-wrenching pain that made me want to throw up and give up.
Moments of such anger I could have punched a hole through a wall.
Such sadness I never thought I would be able to cry again.
The people I thought would be there - weren't.
The people I never imagined would be - were.
I had no idea how much I was loved by those around me - til then.
And I had no idea how selfish people could be when you are grieving, until then.
I saw some of the most beautiful moments of God's love, grace, peace, and kindness.
I also saw some of the most ugly, hurtful, and painful moments of humanity.
Death doesn't always make sense.
And neither does the way we deal with it.
One day I hope to look back on this tragedy and remember only the sweet moments.
The amazing people that held me up, that held my family up.
People that reached out far and near.
People that held my hand.
Hugged my neck.
Sent a card.
Made a phone call.
People who expected nothing from me but grief.
People who listened to me cry.
Who gave me permission to not smile.
People who didn't walk away from me - but towards me.
Even when they didn't know what to say or do.
I ask God everyday to heal my heart.
I ask God to help me forgive myself.
I ask God to help me forgive others.
2 years later - I still don't understand.
2 years later and I still miss Ashley.
2 years later and I still have lots of regrets.
2 years later and I still grieve.
2 years later and God is still God.
2 years later and the sun still shines.
2 years later and the rain still falls.
2 years later and my faith is strong.
Because God is still God.
And in the end that is all that matters.