I was transformed by the loss
of my son. Yet the transformation is for the better. I buried the person that I
used to be and I have emerged as a new person with nobler qualities than I ever
had before. My thought processes have changed. I am not afraid if people
misunderstand me. I do not waste time thinking about what people might say. I
desire what is beautiful. I look forward to the future with more
self-confidence and more faith. I am not limited by the boundaries of time. I
do not hide my sorrow and pain any longer. I realize that what my heart yearns
for I cannot have or touch. I therefore hold all earthly things lightly and
press on towards eternity.
Sunday, March 25, 2018
Tuesday, March 13, 2018
Be Still
After
David died, I heard the hymn; “Be Still and Know that I am God” This statement
appears as a verse in Psalm 46:10.
I feel breathless at times.
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Monday, March 12, 2018
As Time goes by
As time rolls by, I continue to experience sorrow and
despair at times. I continue to cry over my son. It is a daily ritual. However, I
admit that intervals of pain are much shorter and less frequent. I learned to
live again rather than just to exist. I learned to appreciate every breath that
I take. I learned to see beauty in everything. I learned to care for others. I
learned to live in the present and not the past or the future.
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