Why did I pick today? Look at the numbers. That is why.

I am a person who digs patterns. That is why I am doing this today.

My life has many difficulties, more downs than some and more ups than most. Read that again. Loss. What we have had is gone. That is what defines loss. To make this statement seem redundant, however when you lose a child, your life is forever in a state of grief. When you lose more than one child, that grief intensifies to a point of unimaginable anxiety. To lose a grandchild and watch your own child follow your path seems like a pattern. Am I getting your attention? Then to lose the one person you thought you would never find is cruel. My husband was killed in an accident that could never have been possible if all that were involved had been as caring, as his love for me.

I wrote a simple explanation of grief on Facebook and then was encouraged by many other folks to share my journey. What they found unusual was that I retained a sense of gratefulness. I announced the lessons I had learned after each loss, as if God were putting me through a primer on how to find happiness after losing about everyone you love. I did not mean to make it sound that simple. Choice my friends. It is a choice for me. I could lie in my sorrow and blubber “poor, pitiful, me!” or I could arise from my ashes as a Warrior against sadness. I am not a survivor; I am a Warrior.