My heart's desire was to be somewhere else today.
A place we both loved.
A place where waves roll in time to the beat of
my heart and the sand waits to catch the tears.
A place made of salt, sand, breezes and
the occasional dolphin dancing in the water.
A place where storms are as welcome as the sun.
Maybe even more so.
A place where seashells and smiles live.
Where family became family again.
Where food tasted better and had no calories.
I think it would have been easier there.
The infuriating thing about grief is that I am unable
to schedule it's attacks on my composure.
When I most want to cry...
to release some pent up
sorrow and anger...
stubborn tears refuse to come.
Other times when all I want to do is
get through.....
Survive it all
without a scene
the tears fall effortlessly and uncontrollably.
I held her hand for the last time
as her soul took flight.
It was at once the most painful
moment of my life and the most
joyful.
Not good-bye.
Just.....
See you later, Mama.
Dance with Jesus for me.
Just sayin'.............
Oh Ann, I can't wait until we all can dance with Jesus.
ReplyDeleteI've been praying for you all weekend. I read your blog and just cried.
Thank you for sharing your heart with us,
Love you
Kathy
Ann, I'm so sorry but I am so thankful that the Lord has carried you through this sad and painful time. I wish I could say something that would make the hurt go away and that would speed up the healing process but I there are no words. Just know that I love you and am praying for you!
ReplyDeleteAnn - I'm just catching up on the blog. This is SO well said and so exactly how I still feel. It happens at the oddest of times - that lump in the throat. They do come fewer and farther between just like he told me they would but they feel just as hard when they come> Hugs to you - I got all my other Hargrove hugs this morning and they felt SO Good.. Love you - Lisa
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