Marking His Grave
I finished going through all our family albums in the morning so that I could focus on putting together the slideshow that will be playing throughout the funeral. Emotionally, it was the hardest day yet!
We had to mark Maks’ grave by placing a flag with his name on it. I am still mad about that, as it’s a knife through the heart. With the emotions came negative feelings that we later needed to repent of. So much to do, to plan, and to cry.
Watching my mom crumble in the car as she screams and cries is…
I am always reminded that I have to stay strong in God and that God needs to work in me because I am nothing, and on my own, without God, I am most definitely nothing.
