The next day...

And now, how to go on? I'm floundering about today for some reason. Ever since my father died and my mother's capabilities were reduced, I've counted on Greg for advice and just to be there when I was afraid. There really is no other "man in my life", so today I feel really alone. I know God is there for me, but sometimes, you just need practical advice about problems here on earth. I guess, I just get up every morning and put one foot after the other...that's a beginning. Maybe I'll finally have to grow up, but most women, grown or not, like to have a man to talk to about their problems, just to get a different perspective if nothing else. And my brother knew where I came from, our roots were the same, we were reared by the same people and in the same way. I have my sisters and I love them dearly, but sometimes I think we are all floundering in the same way; at least Debbie and Jacki, when it comes to things we need practical advice on; especially Jacki and I, with no man we can count on. Women's Lib in the end, is a nice idea, although somewhat naive and I'm pretty independent, but the world was never meant to be take over or ruled by women without men. Just knowing he was there made me feel better, even if I went my own way and didn't ask his help.
However; I know that our job remains the same in God's eyes, although Greg is gone, to "fight the good fight", just as he did. "I told someone that I do truly believe that Greg is safe and asleep in the Lord, awaiting the final trumpet when all the faithful will be together with Our Father in our true home; a spiritual dimension that we cannot really imagine. Could Greg choose, I am persuaded that he would not even want to return for a second. It is for us who remain here to now go forward each day and fight our own good fight, and run our own race. And with the guidance we gain through the scriptures, and God's grace; we will do so.