In this grace hunt I find God really did ease the sadness with His tender mercies. Slowly, day by day my soul found freedom. Freedom to move forward, free to care again, free to open my heart and live in love.

Grief is fine and very appropriate but as the days progressed my sadness turned ugly. I realized that I was overly sensitive with everyone. “Be nice to me, my friend just died,” I wanted to tell every person I ran into.