My 2012 in review via pinterest. It was an interesting year. I learned a lot, and I am ready to take on 2013 with no regrets. Time to make new mistakes and keep on keepin' on! :)
1.07.2013
P.S. Happy New Year
Plus, Just wanted to say, I am glad to be back to blogger. :) It has been waaaayyyy too long!
My 2012 in review via pinterest. It was an interesting year. I learned a lot, and I am ready to take on 2013 with no regrets. Time to make new mistakes and keep on keepin' on! :)
My 2012 in review via pinterest. It was an interesting year. I learned a lot, and I am ready to take on 2013 with no regrets. Time to make new mistakes and keep on keepin' on! :)
The Love of a Father
I recently saw the movie Les Miserables. I had seen the Broadway show twice while living in NY, but this song really got me during the movie in a way I never understood before.
Called "Bring Him Home"
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UaI9BPKhExk
I had to hold back sobs. I let tears roll down my face....in public! Which is not a usual thing for me to do. It made me think of my dad, and it made think about my relationship with God. It made me think of how much they both love me. How much my dad has been here for me. How much he wishes it was him who had been in Frankie's place. He has said it again and again. It made me think of how he caught me in his arms as I fell to the floor on the worst day of my life. How he sobbed for me that day, when two men had to come tell me my husband was killed and personally see his daughters heart shatter. How he held my arm as I saw Frankie's coffin for the first time, and continued to hold it as we followed the caisson and band that led the way to where Frankie was placed in the ground. How he has taken care of me since then. My dad...He is just such an amazing person and I am so thankful for him.
I have had some serious God issues since Frankie died. And I am finding my way back to Him. He is my Father in Heaven, and I know he cares for me the same way my own Father does. Even though it sometimes feels like he didn't hear my prayers, my Dad's prayers, our friends and family's prayers, I know that he is still there and waiting for me to forgive him. Him and Frankie are watching out for me, and reminding me of who I am and what I need to be doing. I will keep trying. I hope Frankie is there and I hope he is in the best of care. I know he must be. Because, with my Dad, I am. So, I can only imagine what it must be like for him.
I have the love of some pretty incredible men.
Called "Bring Him Home"
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UaI9BPKhExk
I had to hold back sobs. I let tears roll down my face....in public! Which is not a usual thing for me to do. It made me think of my dad, and it made think about my relationship with God. It made me think of how much they both love me. How much my dad has been here for me. How much he wishes it was him who had been in Frankie's place. He has said it again and again. It made me think of how he caught me in his arms as I fell to the floor on the worst day of my life. How he sobbed for me that day, when two men had to come tell me my husband was killed and personally see his daughters heart shatter. How he held my arm as I saw Frankie's coffin for the first time, and continued to hold it as we followed the caisson and band that led the way to where Frankie was placed in the ground. How he has taken care of me since then. My dad...He is just such an amazing person and I am so thankful for him.
I have had some serious God issues since Frankie died. And I am finding my way back to Him. He is my Father in Heaven, and I know he cares for me the same way my own Father does. Even though it sometimes feels like he didn't hear my prayers, my Dad's prayers, our friends and family's prayers, I know that he is still there and waiting for me to forgive him. Him and Frankie are watching out for me, and reminding me of who I am and what I need to be doing. I will keep trying. I hope Frankie is there and I hope he is in the best of care. I know he must be. Because, with my Dad, I am. So, I can only imagine what it must be like for him.
I have the love of some pretty incredible men.
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| Not only mine and Frankie's smiles, but check out my Dad's! |
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| I know my Dad was so honored to be at Frankie's Silver Star Ceremony |
God on high
Hear my prayer
In my need
You have always been there
He is young
He's afraid
Let him rest
Heaven blessed.
Bring him home
Bring him home
Bring him home.
He's like the son I might have known
If God had granted me a son.
The summers die
One by one.
How soon they fly
On and on
And I am old
And will be gone.
Bring him peace
Bring him joy
He is young
He is only a boy
You can take
You can give
Let him be
Let him live
If I die
Let me die
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