As year four of Life after Mama A has come to a close I've decided I've learned a lot about pain and love and myself. The harder something is the better you become. Grieving has made me softer and more open. Pain has brought me compassion and understanding I never had before. I seek out, pray for, and hold on to stories that fill my heart with pain and love. Kelly and Holly and most recently Joey Feek (see below). My sadness is love and love is the strength I need to get through the day. I've always felt a little broken (sensitive) and now that I actually have a reason to be broken I feel healed and strong. I feel closer to my mom, and it brings me joy and lets me know I'm on the right path. I feel like she is smiling. I wish she never had to suffer. At the end and in all the other ways throughout her life. But none of that matters now and she is whole again. My heart still needs her, I still need her, just one more hug and one more kiss that I'll never get.
This is the sweetest and most tear jerking blog I've ever read. I love it-
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