With another tough week, I've come to accept the fact that maybe I will never feel complete happiness again. That maybe I'll just spend the rest of my days trying to mend my broken heart with bandages & Band-Aids...
The band aids that helped me this week:
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| Morning sunrises off the deck, where I tell you, "Good morning my angel." |
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| Halloween decorating with your purple fairy sister. (It looks better in the dark.) |
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| Daddy's first day at his new job & selfies with Rocky. |
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| Reegan's mom got her quilt & texted me in tears. She was so thankful. <3 |
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| Pay it forward. <3 |
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| My purple mums that I planted in a planter I bought with a butterfly painted on the front. |
God calls me to see the beauty in everyday things.
He gives me eyes to see.
A heart to feel.
A mind to believe.
Grief calls me to a different reality.
One where you once existed.
Then brutally taken away.
Our joy, our love, our life.
And here I am. Stuck in between both worlds; of healing, scabbing, then wounds again re-opening...
And Band-Aids.
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I love & miss you my angel.
Every single day more & more.
Love,
Mommy <3
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