Since I posted last, we had a sad last Christmas with Daddy, moved into a new home, lost my precious Daddy, lost my aunt, had cancer scares, a major wreck, a wonderful summer vacation, lost fair-weather friends, experienced deepened friendships, celebrated my grandmother's 100th birthday, and welcomed a new sweet puppy into our lives. Through it all the grief we've experienced has been overwhelming and suffocating and almost more than we can stand. I wish I could say that I had handled Daddy's passing graciously and that it was a faith-strengthening experience but I didn't, and it wasn't. It has been the hardest thing I've ever gone through. It is now 5 months later and there are days when I feel like I might just survive this and other days when I know for sure I won't. I WILL trust the Lord through this process though. I have to. What other choice is there? I just miss him and it hangs a dark cloud over every day. If I don't keep my mind busy,...