cancer, murder, heart problems, car accidents, and the list goes on and on…
How do we face such dark times?
I know that for me it is a daily struggle to not grow weary and discouraged as I try to live a life of hope in spite of my grief. Not a single day goes by that I do not find myself longing to be with Nick, yearning to hear his voice in the other room, wanting to see his smiling face pop around the corner and feel him jump into my arms with a big hug..
Grief visits me often and with great persistence.
It wraps itself around my heart and sometimes seems to squeeze all happiness and purpose out of my soul.
So, it is in the moments when I do things like assemble memory boxes that I find my will to go on..my passion to help others as they walk this very painful and often very lonely road.
I am so thankful for my friends who choose to walk this road with me, many of whom have suffered great loss in their lives as well.
I wanted to share pictures of our first annual Adrienne’s Angel Memory Box Assembly Night: