3月7日
I am in disbelief that the month of march has come upon me so quickly. I catch myself wondering many times "where does the time go?" Why does time go so quickly and yet stand still as our wounded hearts desperatly try to heal again and again? Time is such an enemy to my broken heart. It just bring me further from the moment when I stood next to my angel, holding his hand, caressing his hair, touching his foot. It takes me away from the time I long to relive again and again. I curse time as the days and weeks pass on by. Some think I should thank God for this time I have. I do. In my own way. But there will always be a part of me that will carry sadness, a longiness for six special days. I will always be a mommy who is missing her baby until my day comes to be. That will be a glorious day! Until then, I must find a smile for my son, for me. I must look at each day as another day to learn from my precious boy. I must view it as God's time to make me ready to meet my son again. And to meet Him. More to follow to soon. My heart is so overwhelmed lately. A little at a time is all I can do.
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