grief is:
love
crying
a deep hole in my heart
remembering
her
thankful is:
my heart beating
without fail
breathing in deep each morning
feeling my cold toes
remembering her kicks
dreams for the future
My daughter died, and I am still thankful. My life is full of great people and beautiful moments. I have to be thankful. I wish she was here with me to share all of this.
I sometimes wish these blogs had a "like" button on Facebook...cause that is what I would click right now! Happy Thanksgiving, friend.
ReplyDeleteWeird how we can still find a way to be grateful that our babies entered our lives even though their absence causes us a pain there are no words to explain. We still are grateful for the impact and legacy our babies leave behind. I am grateful for finding you and other BLM alike; without you guys I don't know where I'd be. Sending love...
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