grief and decisions the sequal

Well, for those of you that don't know my stepfather died on Maundy Thursday (the day before Good Friday). It was really quick and intense to say the least. The good thing was that my Spring Break fell the same week that it all happened. I was able to be there the whole time with my mother and Byron's family. There is something to be said about really walking through grief with people and not just stopping by for a visit. Since I have been around more I have noticed the new lines on my mother's face that have come from grief and more than likely from being the primary caregiver to my Granny. My mother is a selfless person who gives without asking for anything in return, even appreciation. I am seeing how I didn't inherit that quality from her. I love praise and recognition but my Mother works quietly and faithfully without need of notice. With that being said I have made the final decision to move back to Glencoe in order to help lighten the load on my Mom. My thoughts on this range from being curious and excited to apprehensive and scared, but I know in my spirit that it is right. Friends, please pray for me to get a job and have an abundant life in Glencoe.