There are times when a sob will catch me off guard. My throat will close and my eyes will burn. I bite my tongue and swallow my tears.
There will be a time to grieve.
But I refuse to do so while she still lives.
And she does yet live.
It’s a weak, anxious, restless, disorienting, exhausting existence*, but she’s still here.
And so I resolve to enjoy her.
I will grieve later.
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*the opposite of these would make great prayers. Strength, peace, rest, clarity, and energy. Thank you. Your prayers have meant so much to me.
It is SOOOOOO hard, I know. May His comfort and peace be with you & your family.
I’m so sorry!
Stand strong Beth…. we’ll be praying for you and your family.
I totally undersand, hon! I felt that way during my brother’s last 2 1/2 years of life when we knew it was just a matter of time. Sometimes it’s okay to let yourself grieve what is coming. It kinda helps when the real time comes. HUGS, Beth, and prayers for peace and strength.