I had a hard day today. I really missed Eric. I pulled his guitar out and put it in a stand in our room. I put a picture of him preaching in a frame and put it on his nightstand. It was then that I lost it. It is hard to understand grief. It is like a wave and it brings unexpected and intense emotion. Micah told me today that he was mad at Jesus because Jesus wouldn't let Daddy die back to us. My heart broke. How do I help a four year old understand. This is an overwhelming task at times. I wonder what God's plan is through all of this. I may never know but I wish I did.