Walk Your Own Path

I saw this posted on Facebook by Lessons Learned in Life and it really hit home.

I spent the majority of my life doing exactly what this says you shouldn’t do. I was always apologizing. I was always making excuses about why I made certain decisions or chose to do something a certain way. Why? Because people can be so judgmental.

The fact of the matter is that most people, fortunately, couldn’t begin to fathom what it has been like to be a young widowed Mother. You can’t compare me to you. You can’t compare my kids to yours. You surely can’t compare our lives. They aren’t going to look the same!

I finally realized that I have no reason to feel like I need to explain myself to anyone, but God. The path we take to get where we will go isn’t going to “look” like yours. What I do know is that three of us are going to be just fine!

Walk your own path proudly and unapologetically, knowing that every single step you take is a part of your story.

Author: Joni@GrieftoLife

Gotta love the 'About Me' sections of everything. I feel like I'm either in a one sided interview or trying to create a dating profile. "I like starry nights and long walks on the beach" Ha! All jokes aside, it is necessary to share your story. Especially in a place like this where you hope to reach people through your struggles. So here goes everything... Hi everyone 👋🏼 Grief is a journey, an ever changing and painful process. It can isolate you and make you feel more lonely than one could ever imagine. That is why I write and share my story. We need support. We need people that "get it." We need each other. I was married to the love of my life, just shy of 13 years. We went to school together, known him since elementary. He was my "boyfriend" in 5th grade. I even wrote "Joni Roberts" in my notebooks and cheered for him when he played basketball at recess 😂 We came back together when we went to the prom, as friends, our senior year in high school. That was in 1997. We started dating seriously in the summer of 1998. He asked me to be his wife in February of 1999. We said "I do" on October 2nd of the same year. We had our first child in October of 2000, our son. We had our daughter, 22 months later in August of 2002. In the time we were married, we went through more than most could go through in a lifetime. We never gave up on each other. In June of 2012, he and I were in a horrible car accident that claimed his life. In an instant, my entire world was shattered, leaving me a grieving single mother of two grieving children who are now teenagers. I'm walking day by day through life without the one that would be with me forever. I would have never imagined that this is where I would be in my life at 38 years old. But, I am doing everything I can to be strong, to raise our two children, to take this grief and use it to fuel the purpose for the rest of my days here on earth. ONE. DAY. AT. A. TIME. Today: I am in the waiting room for my first neurologist appointment. It is in the same office as my surgeon from the accident. I'm sitting here remembering myself horribly hurt and in a wheelchair and I'm overwhelmed with feelings but mostly reflecting on how far I've come. I love and miss my best friend every single day. I'm positive that won't change until we are together again. I am choosing to try and live my life in a way that would honor him and make him proud. Living With Purpose.

11 thoughts on “Walk Your Own Path

  1. Hello Joni You always write such heartfelt posts full of understanding about what you do for your kids as young widow. You are right comparing our lives with each other is not the way things should be. But maybe just comparing how people survived through such tragic events would be more respectable and more educational for everyone. You are doing this since I met you here Joni. God bless you and your kids. I am smiling because you brought that out of me. Thank you my friend !!

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