The lost part

I'm one of those people that always has to have control of every aspect of my life. No exceptions. That all changed when my grandma passed away in 2010. I was very close to her and when she passed, I felt like I was in a dark void with no way out. I was in a dark place when she passed. I felt like I had lost control of my life and that I was never going to recover. Guess what. I recovered. With the help of my friends, family, and most importantly, God, I found my way back to the light. It was a long journey, but it was definitely worth it. I've become closer to my family and friends. Having a great support system is the most important part of recovering from something as tragic as that. I've learned that in life, having control of everything isn't always a good thing. The best thing one can do is enjoy the ride and let God take the reigns on the unknown. I'm lost, but I'm finding my way.