My first post on this blog.
Now it has been two years since the morning the deputy brought the news to my front door. Two years since I heard my son’s voice. Two years since my life was turned upside down.
It seems unbelievably long ago–like a dream. Yet also like yesterday–like that bad feeling you get when you wake from a nightmare and it just won’t go away.
I am not as fragile as I was on that day. But I am just as broken. The pieces of a shattered heart never fit back together to make a perfect whole.
The burden is not lighter. But I am stronger.
The pain is no less but I have learned to endure it.
“We are pressed on every side by troubles, but not crushed and broken. We are perplexed because we don’t know why things happen as they do, but we don’t give up and quit. 9 We are hunted down, but God never abandons us. We get knocked down, but we get up again and keep going.”
2 Corinthians 4:8-9 TLB
“From the start, if you didn’t want Dominic to do something, you couldn’t let him see you do it.” Read the rest: Running Ahead