The After
SIGH.
I have written and erased many eloquent words and fancy imagery.
All of it carrying authentic emotions and truths from my heart.
I am not sure what I expected when motherhood changed from death to life.
This eclipsing of joy and grief has been inoculating.
I have so much to say and words have failed me.
Sometimes laughter and tears are the most beautiful words a person can give.
What has the last 4 months looked like?
A lot of laughter.
A lot of tears.
My soul leaks with pain
My heart welcomes laughter as medicine.
I know I have said this before - but life is far more both/and than
It is either/or
If I have gained anything in this narrative so far…
It is that being a mother has far more to do with being a daughter.
I love Him.
He is a good Father.
Pain may yell that His promise was never real.
His word tells me a different story.
Rest and know that He is who He says that He is.
“I believe that I shall look upon the goodness of The Lord in the land of the living! Wait for The Lord; be strong and let your heart take courage; wait for The Lord!”
