Yesterday morning I drove the scenic route to Morro Bay and reflected on life, death, and my time on sabbatical. In less than a week I’ll be “back in the office” and will return to my role as the Minister-at-Large with Jews for Jesus. Has it really been three months since I met with David and told him I needed a break? Has it really been six months since Sean died? I still can’t fully wrap my mind around it all… Maybe I never will.
My family got through our first Christmas without Sean. It was hard. It was painful. A year ago I thought we’d be celebrating Sean’s remission during Christmas 2014, but instead I found myself grieving the infinite difference between our past hopes and our current reality. Death sucks.
I don’t cry about Sean’s death anymore, and I don’t feel the overwhelming anxiety very often- the anxiety that takes my [Continue reading]