I’ve been in a weird place the last few days.
What keeps coming up ~ what I keep feeling is that life is rich. It’s so precious. And there is so much more to be discovered & so much more to do.
And it can be taken from us or someone we love just like that and then what? We are left to pick up the pieces. We walk around with a gaping hole where our loved one once was.
Grief is ever-changing and looks different on each person. No one can tell another person how to grieve nor should we. The best thing we can do is just be there. Just be.
I told someone the other day that loss is my least favorite part of life. Loss of any kind. From the giant to the smallest. Even when I lose something that wasn’t good for me anyway. If I loved it, it still hurts. It still sucks. It still leaves a hole.
If you are facing loss right now, you are not alone. If you are hurting & feel as though you can’t go on, please know that there is One who truly understands. One who can give you the strength you need to carry on anyway. One who captures every tear & holds them, counting them precious.
There are some places in me that are so deep, so dark & hidden that I can only trust them to Him. He meets me there in those caverns & listens. And He is just there for me. Sometimes He whispers a sweetness to me to peel away my own harsh judgment of myself ~ exposing that simply, I am His. That I am loved. That I am covered. That my foolishness, my folly, my foible has been washed away. Again.
And. So. The. Same. For. You.
Much love & comfort in our griefs & darkness y’all,
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