You Know Where I'll Be


Today I was rummaging through some old boxes looking for a white handkerchief I own and I stumbled on one of my journals. Opening the front cover I found that it started in March of 2004. 2004 was a very difficult year for me so I decided to pull it out and read some of the entries. My fingers seemed to thumb through the pages automatically search for November 4th. The closest entry was November 5th. I read what I wrote about the previous day...the day I found out that my brother had passed away. Feelings flooded back into my heart. Seems like yesterday, yet it's almost been 10 years. As I thumbed through the weeks and months following that eventful day 
I was reminded of all of the many many people who lifted me during that time. 

 Sometimes in life we find ourselves struggling to carry the burden that is ours at the moment. Our knees feel like they might buckle beneath us and we feel as if we can't even stand it any longer. In those moments it is the faith and the encouragement and the strength of others that gets us through. ...As we literally lean on them we find we can carry on, one day at a time. 

It's my belief that everyone of us will someday have that moment. When life gets too hard to stand it on your own and you find that it's the people surrounding you, holding you up, that get you through. 

It put a smile on my face to read about the last letter I got from my brother. The last thing he wrote to me was "you know where I'll be".....and I do.

 Love you Johnny!

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Lisa Marie said…
Oh yay! Ummm...I guess I didn't know you were still posting on here, just been reading the last few :)
January 21, 2015 at 4:29 PM
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