God forbid if I ever have a family that I should leave them in their time of need. I don't even feel like my family is actually a family. Just people who are related to each other or about to be related to us living under one roof. I know Dad tries. But it just doesn't feel like this is working.
When our old normal changes, we feel off center, as if the rug has been pulled out from under our feet.
We stagger around emotionally, grasping for something to hold onto.
We seek some sense of stability and some sense of normal.
Our head is awash with memories of a past normal, as our eyes behold this new, unfamiliar landscape.
Give yourself time to adjust.
Take it one day at a time.
Be thankful for the memories of the past stability and normal.
Try to find things in your present chaos to be thankful for.
Let yourself heal.
Let yourself adjust.
Let things settle in.
A new normal will eventually develop.
It will be a new different landscape.
Know that Jesus is with you in this.
All of this.
He's the normal that doesn't change.