ALISHA’S STORY: 5-4-3-2-1

By September 16, 2015 3 Comments

ALISHA STORYThank you Alisha Jans-Lemoine for this guest post. Your vulnerability and candor are courageous.


The count down has started.

It actually started 360 days ago, give or take a couple hours.

Like the countdown on New Years Eve, there’s nothing to stop it. At midnight the ball drops, everyone sings and we start a new year of hope, promises and resolutions. It starts whether or not we want it to. But we can prepare for it, make plans and be more or less ready for when it arrives.

No Warning

My ball dropped almost 365 days ago with no countdown, no warning, no notice. I was unprepared in every sense of the word. I couldn’t prepare or sing or kiss. There were no goodbyes or farewells, the ball just dropped.

The last (almost) year has been a rollercoaster.

We’ve had good days and happy moments.

Moments of pride and moments of remembrance.

We’ve also had days that seemed like they wouldn’t end and days that were as dark as night.

The last (almost) year has also brought many firsts – birthdays and celebrations, hockey games, holidays, recitals and more.Alisha grief3

The Last of the Firsts

This “first” marks the last of the “first’s”.

Maybe that’s why I have dug my heels in so hard the last few days hoping Friday won’t come. I first started missing you in terms of hours, then days, then weeks followed by months but I’m not ready to start missing you in terms of years.

When you left, I completely lost my sense of self, and I sure don’t have it all figured out yet. I’m still re-building…we all are.

I truly thought I would spend the rest of my life with you but it was you who spent the rest of yours with me.

I’m grateful for every moment our family had together and every memory we shared.

So as this week happens and goes by, I’m left still trying to piece back that broken ball that fell.

At least this time I have a warning, although it’s of no consequence.


George Lemoine passed away from a heart attack on September 18, 2014.Alisha grief4

Grief is not something you “get over” – you get through it.

Grieving seems endless but it’s not eternal.

Hold onto hope.

Hope is not wishful thinking. Hope is a confident expectation of future good.

Hope doesn’t make grief hurt less.

Hope keeps you from being swallowed by despair.

“”I am the resurrection and the life. The one who believes in me will live, even though they die…Do you believe this?” (John 11:25, 26)Alisha grief2

APPLICATION: Share Alisha’s story with people you know who have lost a loved one. Please leave a comment for Alisha below. Thank you. (Images and story shared with Alisha’s permission.)

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Pastor at North Pointe Community Church for 27 years. Happily married to Jocelyn for 38 years. We have two adult sons, Cory and his wife Lynsey and their son Vinnie; Jean Marc and his wife Angie and their three gorgeous daughters, Quinn, Lena and Annora. I love being a pastor and inspiring faith in Jesus through communicating, blogging, counseling and coaching. I enjoy running, reading, writing and ball hockey. Fan of the Esks and Pats. Follow me on Twitter @bobjones49ers

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