Six months ago yesterday our world was turned upside down.
All this week I kept thinking, "it will be 6 months on Friday. Kim, you should be okay now. You should stop grieving. It's time to move on." But still I hurt.
I hurt that Tristyn will have to carry this tragedy around forever. I hurt that her body is in pain every single day and she still needs therapy. I hurt that her brain doesn't remember things. I hurt that she can't lay down without being dizzy. I hurt that Mark will never be the same again. I hurt that I have to make myself leave home and I want Tristyn with me always. I hurt that I can't stand the quiet without my mind thinking about that day. But mostly, I hurt for Jana and Steve and their family. How a life is gone too soon and they have had to go 6 months without hugging her and how they will have to wait until heaven.
The other day the Lord reminded me that what Satan means for evil, He still uses for good. He hasn't changed and on that promise, I will stand.