I’d like a little more “God be with you” in my goodbyes. So I’ve been trying with the goodbye in front of me. Sometimes it feels awkward and awful. Sometimes I’m just in so much pain, I can’t muster up any energy to do anything but grit my teeth and blast it all out with my counselor. Some of the memories of what happened will probably always be painful and not good at all. But the thought of “God be with you” has really stuck to something good in my heart. And it’s sneaking into my thoughts and my processing and even my conversations.
