God has called me to write about my experience through my husband’s cancer and death. It has been almost three years now since his passing. This is one of the hardest things I have ever written. When you write you read and re-read it multiple times. The problem is, I am living it over and over. I know God has a purpose or he would not have me do it. In a way, I think this is God’s way of helping me to heal. Every time I read it, I find something that I had forgotten or left out.
When I am writing it is personal. The details are painful. When I go back and read, I see so many opportunities missed. So many things we could have done differently. Hindsight is 20/20. Moral of the story is this: life is short, think before you speak. Your words and actions can cause such deep scars they are difficult to forgive. We had to lean on a higher power to be able to heal and forgive. In the end with God’s help we were able to put the past hurt and pain behind us.
Don’t wait too long to change your ways and seek forgiveness and healing with your friends and family. We are never promised tomorrow.