Today, I feel broken. I feel like given up. Most days I feel like I have no one to turn to. No one that will understand this pain. The pain is crushing, and I feel like I have no hope. I can’t pick up the phone to call you, and ask you how you are doing. The hurt is deep. I don’t have my mommy anymore and that crushes me. Yes, I know, I hear it all the time, “Stay Positive”, But truthfully, that’s easier said than done. How can I be positive when I’m missing the one person that I have been with since I entered this world? How can I be positive when I feel tormented with this pain?
I guess the answers I find are in a simple prayer. I pray that God gives me strength beyond measure, strength to endure this grief that comes when I’m settled in my thoughts. I do find some comfort in knowing that you suffer no more, that your spirit lives on, and that you truly guide us. Beyond the grave, you walk with your savior, I know this because you had an unshakable faith; no matter what life cast your way.
P.S. Mom, can you hear me? Can you come back to us, PLEASE?