Sweet girl.
You have been on my mind every second of today. I can't seem to focus on anything else; every ounce of my being is broken for you.
I don't know what to say. I don't know what to tell you. The hurt for everything you are walking through is too great for words. Tears are streaming down my face because I can't fix it. Oh, but I would. If I could just kiss the boo boo, put a band-aid on it and rock you in my lap until you felt better I would do exactly that.
Why are grown-up problems so much harder to solve than kids? If only we had known then, we might have blown off the skinned knee a little more often.
It's too much. It's too much to comprehend, too much to try to wrap my brain around. Over and over and over I run through it all again, trying to think of a way to help you. I feel so helpless. It's the worst feeling in the world, helplessness. Watching someone you love suffering, unable to do a damn thing about it. Forget fire-filled inferno's, that is true hell.
I know that God is in control, He just feels so very far away right now.
Thank you, for sharing your heart with me. For finding my home to be a shelter in the storm. For trusting that your most intimate fears are safe in my hands. Rest assured that they are, my darling. I am clutching them to my chest and weeping with you, pouring out unspoken prayers in rivers. Walk a little lighter, knowing that this weight is not on your shoulders alone.
I love you.
I am here.
It will get better.
I really, really hope it's soon.
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