|Faith - note the position of the tail - almost always like that.|
|Hannah at the Spanish Steps in Rome.|
As for me, I have realized that, according to Aesop's Fable, I am more of a hare than a tortoise. After Bob's death last year (which was seven months following the stress of a new position and a move to a new country), I told myself that the first year of grief was the hardest and I needed to survive that first year. Which I did. I survived - I continued in my job, continued living apart from family and friends, continued living in a foreign land, and continued parenting. Once I passed that first year, I was then left with the question of, "What now?" What is my next goal? Surviving is not enough - how do I live? I've now been told that for some the second year is the most difficult, for others the fourth, others the sixth, and so on. So I'm looking forward to getting back to the States, having a silent retreat, and going to some grief groups with other widows and widowers who can help me "normalize" what I'm going through.
In the meantime, this week we will be hosting Jeremiah Yongo, the Partnership Manager for Partners Worldwide from Nigeria, who will be here on a learning trip and then will be traveling to Liberia to spend some time with LEAD as well. Last week, we hosted groups from Grand Valley State University as well as the University of Indianapolis, so the work, the dialogue, the challenge, and the message continues on.
Blessings to you all this week.