I’m so incredibly sad. Nothing seems to pull me out of it. I know this is hormones – but I hate that I have such a big wound that is so easily hurt. I just want to cry…but the tears just won’t come. Part of me knows that I need the release…part of me won’t allow me to give in as I know it’s 90% hormones.
Random *sad* thoughts that won’t leave my mind…
…if Josh were alive – he’d be a great playmate for Jason (who is often alone).
…there will be no more babies in this house – I knew it, but now I accept it. Doesn’t mean I’m happy about it.
…just because I’m a Christian doesn’t mean God will take away this pain. But I pray He will every day.
…When my boys ask me who’s birthday comes next (secretly hoping it will be theirs) – I wish I didn’t have to say “Josh’s – he would have been 4” I wish I could just not say it, but my heart insists.
The poem about the person whose passed away and gone to be with Jesus reminded me of my daughter who passed away, at 13 years of age, a few years ago. We all miss her so much! In fact, my 20 year old (developmentally 12’ish) daughter was having a psychotic break last night and saying how badly she was missing her sister and wanting to be with her, and when I shared this poem with her, it helped her so much!!!! THANK YOU!!!! You’ve no idea the healing you’ve brought to a severely emotionally charged issue! God really used your site! I’m so grateful to you….God Bless. Sherri Adams