My story... the beginning

So, as promised, in this post I will share some of my story.  I met my husband in 1989.  We dated for almost four years and married in 1993.  He was a wonderful man!! Let’s just call him Larry (since that is his name) J Ours was a marriage filled withlots of love talking, beach walking and a whole lot of blessings and laughs.   “A couple’s couple,” we were.  We served in church together, and followed the advice given us by an elderly couple who had been married for 50 years, to………stay close!  Did we have challenges??  We absolutely did, but, we also shared the love of our heavenly Father, and a love between the two of us that overcame every challenge we faced. 

We had both been married previously.  Neither of those marriages worked out, but thank God we didn’t give up on the whole idea ofmarriage because we would have missed out on a beautiful plan God had for us, a true covenant relationship that was Christ-centered, loving, giving, sharing, agreeing on things and watching them come to pass, as well as being there for one another during life’s trying times.     

It was a marriage with lots of learning curves and lots of stability…Disappointments yes,   challenges yes, but plenty of victories and an abundance of blessings.    We had little pet names for one another, things that we laughed at that were just between the two of us.

Oct. 5, 2005 – The saddest day of my entire life, the very lowest of lows.  My “honey husband,” the love of my life died of a heart attack.  The pain and loss that I felt at that time was indescribable.  How could I ever describe the immense griefthat this sudden loss and separation caused me.

We went to bed on Tuesday night, Oct. 4th at about 10:30 p.m. with nothing out of the ordinary.  Larry didn’t complain of anything bothering him.  He apparently got out of bed at some point during the night to work on the computer.  He then went into the bathroom, and that is where I found him on Wednesday morning.  My world literally fell apart.  Everything that I had known, everything that I had grown so accustomed to, everything that was so good and so comfortable was suddenly gone from me, and all I could think was ………God, this can’t be happening to me!!  Help me, God, help me………..and believe me…….He has! 

My faith in my Savior strengthened me, and allowed me to keep going, knowing that He would sustain me.  I know that the bible states that God will not put more on you (allow) than you can bear, so, though unconvinced that I really could bear this loss……..I did.

I began to take each day as it came, and stopped looking so far down the road, spending time trying to figure out how things would work out, when I had no clue how they would turn out…..just faith.

Please check back in for more of my story and more help and hope for you!!!

                                                            Blessings,

                                                                      Vicky!