My Spiritual path is My life.
It is what defines me.
It is My work,
It is My daily life.
Gratitude has always been an important aspect of My Path.
Now I find Myself struggling,
Trying to to remember all that which I am grateful for,
Rather than what I have lost.
I live on the Jersey Shore.
I love My home.
I love the smell of the sea air.
I love to walk along the sand,
Listen to the surf, feel the salt water on My face.
Our home was safe.
I am grateful.
But many friends have lost everything they have struggled for.
The shore will never be the same.
The familiar landmarks I pass by daily,
are gone now.
On the heels of this,
I lost My best friend, companion & family member.
Frankie, My love is what I called him.
The grief that I feel is overwhelming at times.
Anger over takes Me.
I can not find it within Myself to do those daily devotionals.
I rage at Spirit.
I ask My Lady, "why?"
In those moments I hate the world.
Somewhere, within this pain -
I know I am grateful.
I am grateful I have had the best friend, I could ask for.
I am grateful for the years He Blessed My life.
Many things are different now.
They will never be as they were.
Perhaps with time and the acceptance of change
I will be thankful for this moment.
Perhaps I will find the strength to rise above -
Perhaps I will rise above and be true to My Spiritual calling.
Perhaps this struggle with gratitude will lead me where I need to be.
May You know your Blessings...
May Frankie, wherever He is know I love him
May all those who are struggling with gratitude, find their strength