Wordful Wednesday- Captured Peace

My dear sweet friend Heidi captured this moment for me at Duane's graveside service. I decided to use this photo for my first Wordful Wednesday hosted by Seven Clown Circus, a weekly themed post I've wanted to do for a while but just kept procrastinating about participating.

Captured Peace. That's how I feel about this particular photo. What a whirlwind of a week we had surrounding Duane's death and funeral. The preparations alongside such intense grief and sorrow. How anyone survives these trying times is a pure miracle, seriously, a gift from our Father in Heaven.

For weeks after the funeral I felt almost a guilt about how peaceful I felt during his funeral service. Whenever I pictured this day I just knew I would be in mass hysterics, inconsolable. But I wasn't, I was the complete opposite, peaceful, full of love, a love for Duane and my Savior. Now don't get me wrong, I've cried, A LOT! Duane was my best friend, companion, (plug your ears) dfl-dang fine lover, my everything. But through my sorrow I was blessed with a peace that Duane didn't leave, not really. That even though I have a tremendous amount of learning I would make it through this seemingly impossible task of raising 7 children on my own.

So whenever I feel that the depths of hell will swallow me whole, that I can't take another moment without Duane's tender touch, I think of this picture and in a flash that captured peace rushes through me and I know, like I did at that graveside service, that "All is Well!"