This is a pretty scary world we’re living in right now. When Mr. Virgo was alive and there were bad things happening, I had a special sense of safety because I had absolute trust he would lay his life on the line for me. No doubt. Now that he’s gone, I don’t have his comforting arms around me reassuring me that I’m going to be ok.

Every single day brings a new horror to our doorstep. It’s not easy to be brave AND be alone. I’m trying to balance the scales here with my faith. Part of me says “Yeah, well these people who are dying at the hands of madmen probably had faith when they walked out the door this morning.” Yes…but, the other side says “I know how this ends….and God wins.” I’m using prayers as the weights to put on the FAITH side of the scale. Prayers and mindfulness.

The goal of any terrorism, foreign or domestic, is to instill fear in the populace. To succumb to this fear is to hand the terrorists a victory. I refuse to do that. Losing Mr. Virgo taught me to be brave and stand up for myself and what I believe in. When he was here with me, he showed me I have great strength and value. I will continue to be strong…for me, for him, for my family. See, here’s the bottom line….they cannot take my soul. They cannot steal my spirit. I know where I’m going. That brings me comfort.
They can take my life, but they CANNOT have my fear…for I am but a breath away from Paradise.

❤️

“For God hath not given us the spirit of fear; but of power, and of love, and of a sound mind.”

2 Timothy 1:7 KJV