This weekend and my return to blogging happened because a non-profit called Fair Havens Foundation made it happen. Almost a year ago I was approached by a friend about this organization that serves people who are facing terminal illness or loss on a completely customiazable retreat. This foundation grew out of the heart of a friend of mine when three of his friends died within three months of each other and he watched their families grieve. Their mission is to serve and help heal.
The view, the food, the fellowship, the nature, and the fun, all helped remind me that good can wipe out evil.
When people do things like this for me, I know it isn’t just them doing it. They are being God’s hands and feet to show me love. It feels like Shah’s love keeps giving because I know they are doing this because he loved me.
I was never a gift person before, but now each gift large or small feels like a gift from Shah. Without knowing it they gave me a candle that was one of the last candles Shah picked out as a gift for a friend of ours.
It was truly a wonderful weekend. Days were filled with reading, and hiking, and yoga, and lots of laughter. I felt inspired and hopeful. I have had some good vacations, but this was the first time since Shah died that the good times felt normal.
Of course, I cried. That’s my normal. But the fun outweighed the tears.
I also read Surpirsed by Hope and Man’s Search for Meaning. I had devotion and prayer times, and I blogged. I’m still me and I like the serious. But it was the fun and the frivolous this weekend that were the most healing.
It felt like for the first time in a long time things were easy. God is moving me in a good direction. I don’t know what lies ahead but I’m so grateful to all of those that helped make this weekend possible.