Living and dead.
Loud and silent.
Together yet parted, present but absent.
Beauty of the moment contrasted with darkness that refuses to obey the light.
How to be present in the “now” with a heart that longs for the “then”?
I never expected to have to reach across time and space and heaven to touch my child.
I hate this divided life!
Imagining the worst thing possible can’t hold a candle to knowing it by experience.
I want my living children to know how fiercely they are loved!
A lioness could not keep me from protecting them if it were possible.
But it’s not possible.
My heart holds knowledge I would gladly give up.
Yes and I have To fight the fear that comes with that knowledge everyday.
It’s exhausting. Tara’s Mom still fighting the abyss as I approach the year two marker. The knowledge that loss like that can happen again is the fear I fight Everyday. Sorry that we get each other so well. Sorry.
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Yes! I’ve been thinking so much about how do I do this life here and now in the context of my son and my future daughter-in-law already with Jesus. That tension between the now and the not yet is so tiring with their earthly death.
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Yes!
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