One day, sitting across from my husband in an Italian restaurant, I noticed him fiddling with his ring. The little gold band circled around his finger as he turned it. “Why do you do that?” I asked him. “Because it’s comforting to remind myself that I’m married, to think about being your husband.” On August […]
In February 2016, the lives of Lindsey Atkins and Lizzie Lindberg went through epic changes that culminated to a profound juxtaposition on Saturday, February 20th. These circumstances compelled us to write our stories together.
At that time and even right now I wonder, was it worth it? Was it truly better to have passionately loved Eric and to have felt the tearing anguish of his absence than to never have loved him at all? Most of the time my answer to those questions is a resounding “YES.” Other times, when breathing becomes like rocket science and surviving is my only goal… I wonder if love is worth the pain of loss.
On this second Thanksgiving since the passing of my husband, I want to publicly honor his memory by publishing this letter to him. The time we had together was a treasure from God, and I’m grateful to Eric for the ways that he honored that gift, lived life to the fullest, and loved us so well.
Once upon 8 years ago, a handsome college freshman found my phone number, called himself a “woo” and became my best friend. Just a couple weeks later, we went on our first date.
Life is hard. This world is full of sin and sickness, terrible pain and death. So how can I claim that “it’s a good thing”? The beauty is in the battle and strength comes through the struggle. God is over all of it and it’s a good thing.