Tomorrow it's three years that my nephew Leonard passed away.
Tonight I find myself, again, reliving what must have been a very long dark night of his soul that ended in his death the next morning.
Other times, I remember his laugh and his looks and the last conversation we had and how amazing he was.
Tonight, I remember what he must have suffered.
I went back and read your posts from 3 years ago. Thank you for sharing your grief. I have experienced all of that, as well, in the recent loss of my granddaughter. I still cry at odd times...less and less, but still it's there. It's nice to know that what I'm feeling is normal and shared...even that incredible peace.
ReplyDeleteI also read you older posts. How sad. So many "if onlys" and unanswered questions, I'm sure. God understands, even if we don't.
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