This isn't the post I was going to write today.
I was going to do a post on the basic tools needed to journal.
And then came then came the text that my Uncle had indeed passes away in the night.
After yesterday's news it wasn't a surprise. But grief is grief no matter how expected.
Recording the hard times can be difficult, but it's worth it. My sister-in-law reminded me of this today.
"Remember while writing about the hard there is also room to recognize the good. The support, the love, the helpers. How God used us."
We talk about seasons of life, but rarely is any season only one thing. Grief and gratitude, bitter and sweet, they go hand in hand. You can always find something to be thankful for. Even if it's simply the smile of your child, the beauty of a sunset, the helpers in the middle of the tragedy.
I'm looking forward to this series on journaling and sharing with your my journey. But the fact is, all you really need to journal is paper, pen or pencil, and something to write about.
So tonight, if you don't know where to begin, start with gratitude.