Widows - have you been finding BIG questions coming up in your mind? The kind of questions we rare ask in the normal hustle bustle of life. But nothing is "normal" anymore for us. After Jim suddenly died and as the weeks began to pass, I started asking the BIG questions.
Who am I now?
What is the meaning of all this?
Why did Jim die when he did?
Why am I still here and he’s not?
What am I doing here?
What’s my purpose?
What’s the *MEANING* of all this?
Is there really a God with a design and a master plan?
The answers did not come all at once. But slowly I was able to start unraveling the answers. It started with toilet paper and a box of jigsaw puzzles. No kidding.