Tomorrow I’ll be headed out to the Our Hearts are Home Spring Conference (https://ourheartsarehome.org/conference) in Virginia.
For the first time, my husband will be joining me traveling to a speaking engagement. It has taken him longer to be comfortable sharing with other bereaved parents but he will be there to talk casually to fellow dads and to lend the strength that ten years carrying this burden brings.
We are choosing to break the journey into smaller bits so both our souls will be less taxed from travel when we get there.
Going slower and taking rests has advantages.
My primary topic will be “What, Exactly, IS Grief Work?”-something near and dear to my heart.
I’m committed (as those who gather here know!) to help the grieving and to help educate those who have, so far, been spared.
Getting ready and gathering my thoughts has propelled me into a whole new season of reflecting on the miles I’ve traveled in this journey and the milestones I’ve observed missing Dominic.
It has been good for my heart but also hard on my heart.
The dates for the conference correspond to the tenth anniversary (do you call it an anniversary?) of Dominic’s leaving for Heaven.
I knew this when I accepted the invitation but the reality of it is another thing altogether.
I’d appreciate prayers as I lean into ministering to other broken-hearted parents for the next several days.
I’m going to need them. ❤
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