Of Grief
I begin a new grief class this next week offered by Hospice House using writing as an aid to working through the process of my new normal after losing my husband, Vic, in April. In June, we would have celebrated 56 years of marriage. I never cease to be amazed at God’s timing. I’m a wee bit behind in my daily devotional reading of New Morning Mercies by Paul David Tripp. His entry for June 24 reads, “Grief is good…