I cling fast to words that speak aloud what I’ve only thought.
I collect sentences that eloquently express what I can only feel.
I pull them out on days when my head and heart are doing battle and I can’t find any middle ground.
Reading reminds me I’m not the first soul to travel this way.
Others have been here before and left breadcrumbs.
Read the rest here: Words For a Wounded Heart
Author: Melanie
I am a shepherd, wife and mother of four amazing children, three that walk the earth with me and one who lives with Jesus. This is a record of my grief journey and a look into the life I didn't choose. If you are interested in joining a community of bereaved parents leaning on the promises of God in Christ, please like the public Facebook page, "Heartache and Hope: Life After Losing a Child" and join the conversation.
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Thank you for ALWAYS sharing from the depths of your heart ♥️ I woke up the morning feeling such an ache in my heart, missing my son and feeling so very overwhelmed with an ugly divorce, that reading your thoughts at least helped me feel human!! That was huge for me today. My nieces and nephews are again now to a place where they will pass him up, and that is again a cruel reminder. I thank God everyday for my other 2 children that help fill my life!❣️ However the space that Tim left is so very big and I can’t seem to manage the emptiness.
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