222

 It has been many years since my last post and I'm glad to get back here! We have become a social media world and I have tried to step away from socials for a few months to get back to a simpler time in my life.

Something about today, February 22, has inspired me. These numbers, 222, have shown up mysteriously, miraculously, wonderously, for the past 15 months since my Dad's passing and I have received them as a comfort, a sign from beyond, a way to connect with someone who is so very missed here on this earth. Yesterday, I visited his grave and today, I am blessed with 2/22.

The past 2 years have been remarkable in that my life became something I never thought I would experience. I lost 2 very important men in my life, my Dad and my husband, quite suddenly and unexpectedly. At the same time, I have been in the process of becoming an empty-nester as my 3 sons grow into their next phases of life. As anyone who has been through seasons of loss knows, it is not for the faint of heart. I am here, strengthened by the grace of God.

These numbers pop up randomly through my days, like a warm embrace. Here's a very small sampling of the ones I captured. In the first months, I wanted to collect them and never let them go. I'm starting to understand that my Dad will always find a way to be here for me and I don't have to hold so tightly. Each one brings a smile to my heart.

I hope today finds you well, with small things that bring comfort to your heart.