Every time I sit down to blog, it seems I have nothing but some kind of lamentation to offer. Grief is a complicated thing. I think I've been getting stuck on the anger stage. I even told this to the bishop and he said, "drink a little holy water every day," and he made the sign of the cross over my heart. To my shame, I have not obeyed this very simple and immeasurably helpful spiritual directive.

Cheryl needs encouraging but my mind only wants me to say unhelpful things like "don't think that way" or "don't do that." That's all garbage. To hell with negations. What I need to say are things like "do you remember when Fr. John said or did ..." or repeat back what it sounds like she is saying to make sure I understand or ask if I can get her a cup of tea.

On a side note. Blogging is helpful but I'm slowly convincing myself it's a better idea to do some journaling with a pen and paper before blogging. But at the same time, I really want to keep people whom I love up to date on my life and inner-monologue. I'm not sure what I think about it just yet.

my blog is misbehaving.

when i view my blog. i can't see my last post. and yet when i'm in the "posting" tab and go to edit my last post and click "view" i can then see it. i noticed that others have seen it as well and have commented.

blogger is weird.