January 1, 2016
Today would be my 22nd wedding anniversary.
Instead, I am crossing our anniversary for the 5th time since Rob's death
and I am living my 1,565th day without him.
One Thousand,
Five Hundred,
Sixty Five
days.
I miss him.
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What I wrote in 2015:
Thursday, January 1, 2015
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What I wrote in 2014:
Wednesday, January 1, 2014
20 Years
20 years ago today...
...at our 2 p.m. wedding...
...my daddy walked me down the aisle...
...and I became...
...Mrs. Robert Edward Shelton.
Today, I am observing our wedding anniversary without him...
...for the 3rd time.
I will forever be grateful for the years God gave me with my Rob
and I will forever be grateful for the family God gave us.
I have been blessed.
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What I wrote in 2013:
Tuesday, January 1, 2013
January 1st
Today, January 1, 2013, would have been Rob’s and my 19th wedding anniversary.
Instead, I am observing our wedding anniversary for the second time without him.
(January 1, 1994)
I did not make plans for today other than taking home some of Anna’s friends who spent the night with us last night. I knew that this year, by God’s grace, I did not need to be as intentional about how I spent the day as I did last year. I knew that today, by God’s grace, I would be okay.
And even though it is still so difficult to believe that my Rob is dead and I am his widow instead of his wife, I have been okay today.
However, last year was different. I had not lived it yet so I didn’t know how the day would be. But I knew that for me, I needed to be intentional about observing the first wedding anniversary without him. January 1st, 2012 was a Sunday so I decided to worship that day at Ellerbe United Methodist Church where Rob and I were married in 1994. As a teenager, I spent a lot of time in that church while my dad was pastor there. I was the janitor there in high school. And I spent so much time at that altar. Although I only told 2 people ahead of time (in case I woke up and did not feel like going), I prearranged to have Ellerbe UMC to myself during the afternoon (while a high school friend kept my children at her house) so that I could be alone with my God and my memories during the wedding hour.
I knew there was nothing that was going to make that day better so I decided that spending the afternoon alone with God at the place where I gained what I now have lost would help me the most.
I knew there would be more crying than praying at the altar that day but I also knew God would understand the language of my tears...
…and that afternoon, as I watched the video of the wedding (something Rob and I always did on our anniversary)
and as I took pictures of my wedding veil and pictures of our wedding rings
and pictures of the video - catching moments that Rob and I grinned and smiled over each year as we watched -
and as I remembered our marriage and as I prayed…
…I knew that no translation of my suffering was needed…
…I could feel God holding me just as surely as I can feel the hugs from my children each day…
...and just as I wrote in the poem on our wedding program years ago...
"There's a power through Him that takes me through every day"
I felt His power push me on...
...and as I wrote years ago and felt on January 1, 1994 and January 1, 2012...
"No love is greater"
…and I knew, yet again, that I would be okay…
…that God’s grace would be sufficient for that day…
…AND for the rest of my life.


















































1 comment:
I love seeing these pictures of such good memories. We were all so young. Look at tiny Caleb! Look at skinny Rob and Janna! I love you.
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