Grief is hard. Sometimes you just want to know why. I know God has a plan, and I trust Him. Hoping the next month isn’t filled with too much grief knowing we should have been preparing for our boy’s arrival.
Sometimes when I feel overwhelmed and like things are falling apart, I want to call my Mema and talk it out. She was always knew just what to say and what I needed to hear most. Missing her a little extra tonight.
Learning of the passing of one of my classmates is heartbreaking. He was one of the kindest, funniest, and just overall best people. He always made everyone feel like they were important. I only hope he knows how important he was to all of us. Rest easy, Matt. 💔
Doing something to make someone else smile does my heart good. Grieving a child I never got to meet, knowing I should be seeing his sweet face in ultrasound pictures, hurts. Getting to see a friend smile for a small gesture, makes my heart a little less sad.
Spent almost my entire lunch break in the shower because it’s the only place I don’t feel overwhelmed by right now. Moving sucks. Hormones also suck. I just want this to all be done so I can feel at ease again.
Having one of those nights where I just wanna call Mema and talk to her. My heart just aches so bad tonight. Thankful for the voicemails I’ve saved on my phone.
@jerdau how was the food at Ramsay’s? I want to go, but need to know it’s worth it lol. I didn’t wanna be the only one on your FB post asking about it 😂 Hope yall had a good anniversary!
Tomorrow is the day we celebrate the life of my Mema. I honestly have been dreading it because it means this isn’t just a dream and she’s really gone. I miss her more than words, but am so thankful to know she’s with Jesus. Prayers are much appreciated.
Was given the last quilt my Mema made for herself today from my Aunt who was finishing the embroidery on it. Broke out in tears instantly. So many emotions in that moment, then got to explain to other family that it was her last one made from scraps of other quilts she made. 💕
While writing an obituary for my Mema was never on my to-do list, it was oddly healing in a way. Three kids, 14 grands, and 7 great grands. Holy smokes. What a legacy she leaves behind. She loved her family, but she loved the Lord more. So thankful to have this privilege. ❤️