What I realized after that was a whole new chapter in life awaited me. There was so much more good to be done with the positive feelings. Negativity leads to darkness and silence. It might be okay for a short time to experience the quiet side of sadness, but it is never good to go silent, to close yourself totally off from the world. God is just a thought, a breath, a need away. He listens for us to call on Him. He will not intrude, but He does take our hand when we offer the slightest hope to Him that we are open and reaching out. I know, because as soon as the thought formed in my mind, God scooped me up and soothed me. He wiped my tears and assured me Shannon was alright. He gifted me with the Holy Spirit, and I have never felt alone since that day.
That is why I am able to wake up today with a smile and a hopeful heart. The world looks like a peaceful place and heaven not so distant a dream. When morning breaks, and the sun rises, my heart still beats and I can greet the day with-Good Morning, Angel!
And of course, I remember to pray, because I know the power of prayer and faith as a mother grieves.