This companion I have clung to more since the passing of my husband, has been my bestest friend. This companion is prayer. Through life, I have been taught the importance of prayer. It is a communication between me and God. Sometimes when I do not want to talk to noone else, I find comfort in prayer. Because God knows what is on my mind and in my heart, he will be honest with me. I remember praying to him the day before Charles past. I had just came from visiting him in the hospital. He expressed to me he was ready to go, home to Glory that is. It wanted to assure me that everything would be taken care of as far as the bills, the house, the kids, etc. I personally felt a little different.
On the way home, I had to earnestly think within myself, if I truly wanted him to come to his earthly home not fully healed. I knew this would mean more visits back and forth, back and forth, to and from the hospital. When I got to evening prayer at my church, I got on my knees and began to pray. I put all my options before me. The thought of him leaving us, him coming home in pain, taking more medication, him being uncomfortable, and the list goes on. In addition to dealing with all of this, I attended college two days a week.
I finally came to a resolution. I prayed, “Lord if you are not going to fully heal him, then take him.” Once I got out of my feelings, I was able to pray realistically. Well I knew he would answer, but not sure how. The next day, while at work, I received a call from his doctor stating, “Mrs. Robinson we lost Charles this morning.” Initially, my heart broke. I got up from my desk and my supervisor and coworker could tell it was the call. My supervisor said, “Go, we’ll shut your system down. The hard part was yet to come, telling my children their dad was gone. How did I do it? How did I get pass it? How did you do it? How did you get pass it? Share your story.