Holding On and Letting Go

February 14, 2011 marked a year that my husband and I were searching for a historical home to purchase and restore to live in.  My husband made Valentine 2010 plans for us to stay in a historic bed and breakfast in St. Augustine, Florida. It was absolutely beautiful and also sparked an adventure in us to look for a historic home for our own. This has been a long time dream for both of us even before we met. We searched North and Central Florida, South Georgia, North Georgia, Tennessee and even one home in Indiana; we viewed so many historic homes that I cannot remember them all; we took pictures, took measurements and dreamed of how we would restore several of these homes. It was fun, it was stressful all at the same time. We stayed over night weekends to view homes by appointment with a real estate agent. Through that we've met so many wonderful people, visited some really great cities and found some nice restaurants to dine in. Finally, we found a colonial style historic home (circa 1890) in North Florida and was so excited to make an offer which was accepted but for some reason the seller would not provide the contract.
I know that everything happens for a reason and there is a time and a season for everything.
ROMANS 8:28--
And we know that in all things God works for the good of those who love him, who have been called according to his purpose.
My husband and I currently live in the hometown I was born and raised in where some family members and children live as well. My husbands job brought him to Georgia from Indiana in the year 2000.
On March 21, 2011 I was received a phone call to meet my sister at the emergency room. There had been an accident and I had no clue Who or What! Upon arriving at the hospital, there were many many young people standing outside the emergency room. I began to panic inside wondering what in the world is going on here. It was not looking good at all.
My sisters 29 year old son had been in a motorcycle accident where her son was going home from work and a car pulled out in front of him which ultimately took his young life. I just attended his wedding six months ago where he married the love of his life. They had so many plans and seemed to have the world by the tail. I don't understand why things happen like this but at the same time I know our Father in Heaven does not make any mistakes. He holds the world in His Hand and is in full control over everything on this planet. Many thoughts come to mind; how God had to give His Only Son to die a horrible death that we deserved instead; How Adam and Eve the first family in first book of the Bible had to bury a son. We each have a time clock, for one day we will give our last breath, live a last day and sometimes like my nephew will not have a chance to tell ANYONE goodbye.
After this tragedy and the impact it made on our family; my husband and I decided it was not time to continue with our plans on buying a historic home. Our dream has been placed on hold. (LETTING GO); I just felt like it was not time to leave my sister like this. I want to be here for her and  sometimes I just don't know what to do or what to say.  I see a broken heart and a life that will not be the same....ever!!
It's going on three months now, and I can say this.....I am (HOLDING ON) to the promises of God---God is my refuge and my ever present help in time of need. He is my Rock and my Fortress. He will heal my wounds and give me Peace in my Storms. He bottles my tears in Heaven and will exchange my tears into joy unspeakable.