Oh how I miss watching my Annie run, play and laugh. At night as I rub out her body I beg the Lord that tomorrow she would walk without thinking she'll fall over, hug without pain, eat without throwing up... I ask for a miracle. I think of all the other mommies around the world asking for miracles, that their children would have food or that this round of chemo would kill cancer forever. I know I am not alone.
Such sorrow, Such joy... I cry a mix of exhaustion and thankfulness. Oh how we have been blessed. She is here with me. I was surrounded by people who carried my burdens, fed my family, paid my bills and did not let us fall. I was allowed to bring my precious girl home.
I am tired, this is a life-altering burden. It often feels like physical pain. I struggle with the sea of hurt that washes over me each time I watch another person experience the type of trauma we have. I find I can't seperate myself from their pain. Some things are just life altering and all I can do is trust.
Just a few things you can't post on Facebook...
Monday, November 21, 2011
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