It has been 2 months, 24 days since you left this place. I miss you. I keep thinking about you. My heart breaks for Sierra, Dakota, and Viantay. I don't know if I will ever understand...while you "rest in peace," the rest of us will mourn. For we will not see your beautiful face on earth again. You touched so many lives. We had so many meaningful conversations of love, loss, and healing. I wish you could have met my son. He would have loved you. You always did have a way with babies. I miss you friend...
Saturday, October 29, 2011
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"When we honestly ask ourselves which person in our lives mean the most to us, we often find that it is those who, instead of giving advice, solutions, or cures, have chosen rather to share our pain and touch our wounds with a warm and tender hand. The friend who can be silent with us in a moment of despair or confusion, who can stay with us in an hour of grief and bereavement, who can tolerate not knowing, not curing, not healing and face with us the reality of our powerlessness, that is a friend who cares."
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