Ninety miles an hour-that’s how fast my mind can go from here to there.
From what’s in front of me to what’s behind me.
From laughter to swallowing sobs.
We sit in a living room surrounded by toys and playing with children, talking about life and love and plans and people. The little brown face that turns his eyes to mine looks so much like Dominic I have to suck in my breath.
Read the rest here: A Peek Inside a Grieving Mother’s Thoughts
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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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So true! 3 years ago on 11/4 we lost our sweet boy Ryan, the pain never goes away and your mind never really works the same again! I used to be so fast and accurate but now everything requires too much thought and my focus is lost over and over. I hate it but I know I’m not alone. Thank you for your beautiful words!❤️
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I’m so thankful the words help your heart. Praying the Lord greets you every morning with fresh strength and grace. ❤
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