As I was coming home from being out with Jessie all morning, it struck me…

I was feeling semi-normal.

It was the first time I can recall sensations of “normalcy” in over 10 months.  What made me feel this way?  Usually I am aware that I could break down at any given moment-constantly on the edge of having all my emotions uncontrollably spill out of me.  Instead, I didn’t feel so fragile and on the verge of completely crumbling.

What encouraged me even more is that this feeling arose while Judson was still continuously on my mind.  Normalcy didn’t require freeing myself from thoughts of my beloved boy.

I have since found myself deeply grieved, but the first several hours of the day were certainly indicative of movement toward a mending soul.