I know you only want to cry. To let numbness envelope you in a deep, blinding fog. A fog that wraps you tight, lest your heart shatters. You want to scream into the darkness. You despise the darkness.
“JUST LEAVE ME ALONE,” I hear you demand. “Leave me alone.”
But sleep must force itself into your grief my child.
You don’t want sleep. I know. But it must come. It will assault your dreams with flashes you don’t want to see. Joy you aren’t ready to feel or remember.
Remember…remember…remember.
That face. That precious face.
Sleep will release your tired body from its inevitable grasp, and for a moment…a mere moment, you will feel bliss. Bliss before the pain awakes. Bliss before reality.
Sleep will beckon again…remember, remember. Come, come see her here. I will show you her face. Yes, it will hurt for a time. Yes, you will hate me for a little while.
Then the night will fall when I take you into slumber and remind you once again of the gift she was to your life. But in this time you will embrace the remembering, you will long for it. And my peace will blanket you.
Close your eyes my weary child and rest in Me. I have her…right here in my arms. Strong arms, loving arms.
Close your eyes. She will run to you in your dreams. I promise you will remember with joy. Your dreams will overflow with the fullness that the gift of her brought to your life.
Close your eyes and sleep, for joy comes in the morning. My joy always comes in the morning.
Close your eyes and sleep my child. I have her.
beautiful and made me cry more.. love you
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Tears. That precious little face! I fear I will have a post like this soon for my little guy. Praying peace and comfort for you.
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Heartfelt hugs and love, Janet. It is so hard, but you will make it. Prayers for you.❤️
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How can we ever forget her? This is so beautiful, Janet. I pray this message from God covers you tonight and always. His confirmation Ali is with Him. Rest my friend. Know you are needed and loved beyond words. God is making a way, even parting the waters, for His plan for your future. Words fall short when we try to express the grief we endure when we say so-long to loved ones. The same holds true for we who extend our sympathies. Our words fall to the ground. They’re worthless. We hope they help to heal, but only time and God’s balm will set the scab. My Selah is getting ready to pass too. I love you, Janet. I will always remember Ali. I had such fun with her at the cabin. You sleep and remember too. rest and know so-long is NOT goodbye.
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