My sister and I are planning a memorial service during the Easter holiday for our angel boys. I was working on the program today. I never thought I would have to do such a thing. My heart became weak and my fingers numb as I tried to think of the words I wanted to write in the program. How can you possibly put all of your feeling and thoughts into a few sentences about a child you have lost??
My heart is broken and I wonder if it will ever be repaired. I feel bitter this week. I read stories, poems, and blogs. They are all so inspirational and uplifting...how? How does someone who has lost something so precious have such hope. Don't get me wrong, I have days where I am nothing but positive about the situation. Then I have days like today that get the best of me. Today I am drowning in my sorrow.