Last thursday morning my daughter-in-laws Mother called me to tell me her brother who is 28 has died. She asked me to pick her up and bring her to my house. I do this and try my best to minister to her knowing exactly how she is feeling. We learn it is a heart attack that has taken his life. I handle what I can for her and try to console her until her other sons can come to town to be with her and drive her home. I gather my thoughts and ask my prayer group to pray for her and the family. I gather some food and my children and go to her house to serve her family. I call her daughter-in-law and ask if I may come and serve them the next day. My prayer group organized enough food for both households, we take the food to both families so that they will have enough food for the long weekend without being burden with cooking. I spend the visitation time with my daughter-in-law and her family taking time to have alittle one on one with Heather(daughter-in-law) she needed some clothing so I took her shopping. She was released from rehab for her brothers funeral. She is amazing, strong and clear minded. I am amazed at her growth and the strenght that she now has and is able to share with her family. My sons death 4 and a half years earlier shattered her life and now she is this wonderful strong woman who is going to help her family through this walk of grief, I am amazed by her glory. After the funeral she tells me that she loves me so and I tell her I love her more, so much more.
Then the very next day my sister comes to my house and raises cane an disrespects me in my own house, so I ask her to leave and after asking her a second time she is yelling and cursing at me but she leaves and now she has blown this whole thing up on the internet and with our family! How can something so wonderful and moving happen one day and the very next your shot down to a place where you just want to hide. To retreat and lick your wounds. My daughter in law and I have a new beginning and I feel like my sister and I have come to the end of our road. Is it wrong to want to close the door on her and never look back?