I’m afraid I now sit in the seat (once again) of my reader. I am struggling with the loss of a loved one. This time it is my husband’s daughter. His first born.
Waiting for a visit is always difficult, after a loss. This wait seems particularly difficult. My husband has been through several catastrophes recently. I am filled with anxiety watching him try to weather another storm in his life. If only I could tell him, I’ve seen her. I’ve talked with her. She is fine. She is happy!
We pray for her every day. I talk to her every
It seems that while I wait each night for her visit,
So here I shall be, struggling with the loss, hoping and waiting for that special first visit from her since her passing.
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