After Warren, my husband, died, I didn’t feel like eating for quite a while and I lost weight. Psalm 102:4,5 says it well, “My heart is smitten, and withered like grass; so that I forget to eat my bread. By reason of the voice of my groaning my bones cleave to my skin.”

When my Mom passed, however, I was not working outside the home, and it seemed I wanted to eat, perhaps as a solace.

In my situation, both my husband and mom went without lingering long which was difficult to deal with because my mind couldn’t instantly grasp that they were actually gone.

It was hard to have my loved ones with me one day, and gone the next. I found I had to acknowledge that death is real, final, and heartbreaking. Acceptance came after that.

Rather than face their grief, some women choose to push it to the back of their minds. Here are a few ways they try.

  • Some Binge shop.
  • If they can’t stand to be alone, they call a friend and talk.
  • Some stay home and others avoid being at home.
  • Some widows want to find another husband and turn to social media dating sites.

However anyone chooses to appease the hurt, it doesn’t work.

But, the Lord is gracious to give us a grieving period so our brain has a chance to process our loss. Then He slowly lifts the fog so that we can function in a more normal way.

God never leaves us in a hopeless state. He loves us during our grief and forever afterward. As His child, I want to return that love.