I know I do not know you very well, but have found myself grieving for you these past few days. Not knowing what to say to you or how to say it has led me to write it here.
Although I have not crossed the threshold of pain and loss you have recently crossed, I have teetered on the edge of it. I haven't walked the whole distance, but I have been halfway and that was straining enough.
A friend of mine wrote this during her walk down the seemingly endless road. She said...
"I'm still allowing all that went on to sink in. I'm asking questions but not too many. I'm needing to embrace what happened because I don't have the energy to resist it. So in these days that follow our loss I will be trying to truly feel every emotion that comes with a loss like this. Not in an unhealthy way but in an honest way. I want to know that I faced the pain, drank it in, and loved the Lord for it. I want my heart to gain strength and be established in trust. Knowing I can cling to the Lord in the good and the bad, in the feasting and the fasting, in life and in death."