Heart of my heart
And
Flesh of my flesh.
I want to breathe you in
With my very breath.
Draw you close to me
Near to my heart.
Cling to you tightly,
Never to depart.
Read MoreHeart of my heart
And
Flesh of my flesh.
I want to breathe you in
With my very breath.
Draw you close to me
Near to my heart.
Cling to you tightly,
Never to depart.
Read MoreSometimes I like to sit and dream. I like to dream that I’m living in an alternate reality. I allow my imagination to run wild and replay events of everyday life, which have you in them.
Read MoreThat night, at mass, the message of surrender. Giving it all to God. Living with open hands. Wanting God more than anything. The story of Abraham, willing to sacrifice his son for love of God...I felt ashamed. Because in the midst of all of this, if I had a choice, if I could go back in time, if I could write this story’s ending...I wouldn’t choose loss. I wouldn’t choose your death. I wouldn’t choose sacrifice, or this cross, or this grief. I would choose to be your Mom this side of heaven. The words of our pastor carved into me, and I thought I might bleed out, but I didn’t want to release my emotions. I swallowed them down hard and pretended to be unbothered. I was convicted, but not convinced. I was divided.
Read MoreI am learning that your love is molding me and shaping me into someone new. That the old me is a discarded shell, and that’s simply okay. I’m learning that loving you came with a cost, but I would never change it.
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