The storm clouds are building on the horizon and getting closer.  I am safe and I can feel the peace of God’s strength as I walk the path before me.  It is a dark and twisting path that leads to a known destination, one of sadness and loss.  I know God’s angels will meet me along the way as I venture further into the unknown.  I also know that they will see me through the grief ahead and help me find joy once again.

Silence is still golden as I listen for God’s voice, and my mother’s, telling me what do to at each turn.