Oh, How I Miss Your Voice!

I try to limit the time I spend perusing old photos and old social media posts of my missing son.

I’ve learned that while they remind me of sweet memories and happy times they also prick my heart in ways nothing else can.

I was looking for something specific the other day and had to scroll through Dominic’s Facebook page to find it. As I did, I began reading some of the back and forth comments under the posts and pictures.

This time it wasn’t what was said or where the photos were taken that hurt my heart.

Instead it was the tiny little time stamp underneath the words that took my breath away.

Read the rest here: I Miss Your Voice: Silent Echoes Haunt My Heart

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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.

2 thoughts on “Oh, How I Miss Your Voice!”

  1. Oh how true! The fall season brings back that empty feeling all over again, although it never truly goes away. Our sweet Dana loved the fall and the activities that went with it. A trip to Robinette’s for cider, hot pumpkin donuts and shop the barn area. Then Sunday’s after church, dinner and football with a fire going. She called it Sunday, funday! She was all about her family! Sundays are quiet without her. No more dinner or football chatter. Oh, my husband and I still have dinner, simple ones, we still watch football, but the stillness of the day is heavy. We were hoping our younger daughter would want to be a part, even once a month, but no. Makes it even worse. To hold her, hear her would be a great day! We both ackowledge our hole without her, and look forward to seeing her in heaven. We say to each other, one day closer!

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    1. My heart hurts for yours. Praying the Lord will wrap His loving arms around you and that you will hear Him singing comfort, strength and hope to your heart. ❤

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