The journey of grief

I woke up yesterday feeling better than I have since that terrible day of Faye's death. I truly felt like the clouds were breaking.
But here's the thing, I also know I could turn a corner and be confronted with something that would plunge me back into deep sadness. It might not, probably would not, be as deep as the grief of January 17, but I would be deep.
That's clearly what this unexpected journey I'm on is like. And I know healing will take time. But I'm not alone. I have family and I have friends. Above all, I have God with me in this.
I will recover.
To God be the Glory.