Grief is the sneaky black sheep of the emotion family


This song still makes me think about my dad every time I hear it and I am thankful for that, I know it has been years since he has passed now, but it has only been a short time he has been in the presence of Jesus.

A Brunette's Reflection

It has been a little over a year since my father passed away. I miss him every day, the hard grief that you feel for months where you want to roll up in a ball and hide from the world and cry, passed during the first few months. At least I always think it has passed. It pops back up every now and then, however, I can usually move past the tears and sadness after a few moments. Today I had a moment that turned into ten minutes, then twenty, then a half an hour of tears. It was brought on a beautiful song that was playing on the radio and me driving in a torrential down pour at the same time. Probably not the safest place to lose control over your emotions! The song that I had chosen to be played at my dad’s funeral, “If I could only Imagine” by…

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Hello!! Welcome to my blogging home, come on in and make yourself at home. Have a glass of iced tea, have a seat and we can visit. If you like what you read then you can sign up for A Brunette's Reflection over on the right hand side to get email updates. I'm never boring! Okay, Maybe sometimes according to my teenage sons and husband. :) I am the author of Junior Size Faith that was released in May of 2012 and I have been writing ever since. My newest book Trellis was released in November of 2016 and I haven't slowed down. :) If you would like to contact me, leave me a message :) Or Follow my Pinterest Boards if you dare-- I'm addicted!

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