Friday, July 25, 2008

Words escape me...

I spent most of yesterday crying, and then I'd calm down and then I'd be right back to crying again. I don't like death. I don't suppose anyone does really. Nobody deserves to lose anyone but sometimes, things just don't make sense.

I will never understands why God calls children home, leaving mothers and fathers with broken hearts and empty, aching arms. I cannot fathom the utter devastation that a mother goes through when burying her own child. It's not natural.

I just don't know what to heart breaks for you, I weep with you, from afar, and wish I had the right words to say to you, but nothing I say or do could ever mend this gaping wound that is left when a 16 month old baby is lost.