wow, grief works in such similar ways. I remember thinking that! That i didn't want the grief to identify me. You're not alone, Lori and yes tomorrow is a NEW day! Praise God :)
Lori, Number one...I LOVE YOU!!!! Number two...I am hugging you tight tight tight in my heart. Number three...I am weeping with you. Number four...you are precious, to me, to God, to your mother...to your sweet sweet Matthew and to your awesome husband. Number five...I LOVE YOU!!!!
I remember the day I decided that I did not want grief to be my identity, also. It was after one of the GriefShare meetings...I remember not wanting to let go of that identity because I didn't want it to seem I was letting go of Rebekah. But that could never happen. Just like you will always be your mother's daughter, you will always be Matthew's mom. My heart bursts for you...praying and have been praying!
Oh sweet friend, Identity defined by grief...that's a tough one.
Sending you love and hugs across the miles, as you remember and honor your Mother. I just can't imagine this pain couple with the loss of a child. May will be tough for me, as that is the month we lost Christian and also the month in which I lost my Father. I relate...on some level.
Hope that your weekend brought about promise :) Travel safely if you are heading home...
I second Franchesca - I remember making this exact same statement, and I remember that starting on that day, the sun began to shine in my life again. I pray this is so for you, my friend. I know it will be. Much love to you!
Praying for you. Sad we couldn't meet, but know that what you were doing was so much more important. You, John and God were in conversation and I wouldn't dare interrupt that sweet time. Know that I still pray. Safe travels home.
Today, you may have just turned a corner on the rest of your life.
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Cindy
That is amazing, Lori. Amazing.
ReplyDeleteSending love. xoxo
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ReplyDeleteyou are amazing! Our Father sees.....
ReplyDelete((hugs))
I always read your posts....I don't always know what to say.... but I read and I pray. Prayers have been answered.
ReplyDeleteTomorrow is a new day and every day is a fresh start to who we want to be.
ReplyDeletewow, grief works in such similar ways. I remember thinking that! That i didn't want the grief to identify me. You're not alone, Lori and yes tomorrow is a NEW day! Praise God :)
ReplyDeleteXO
We who care acknowledge your grief, while also knowing that there is so much more to the wonderful whole person you are.
ReplyDeleteLori,
ReplyDeleteNumber one...I LOVE YOU!!!!
Number two...I am hugging you tight tight tight in my heart.
Number three...I am weeping with you.
Number four...you are precious, to me, to God, to your mother...to your sweet sweet Matthew and to your awesome husband.
Number five...I LOVE YOU!!!!
Heather (heathershope - HP)
Lori,
ReplyDeleteThis is so beautiful...
I remember the day I decided that I did not want grief to be my identity, also. It was after one of the GriefShare meetings...I remember not wanting to let go of that identity because I didn't want it to seem I was letting go of Rebekah. But that could never happen. Just like you will always be your mother's daughter, you will always be Matthew's mom. My heart bursts for you...praying and have been praying!
Oh sweet friend,
ReplyDeleteIdentity defined by grief...that's a tough one.
Sending you love and hugs across the miles, as you remember and honor your Mother. I just can't imagine this pain couple with the loss of a child. May will be tough for me, as that is the month we lost Christian and also the month in which I lost my Father. I relate...on some level.
Hope that your weekend brought about promise :) Travel safely if you are heading home...
Thinking of you and sending more love.
xoxo
:-) , (( Hugs)) , and prayers That's all!!
ReplyDeleteI second Franchesca - I remember making this exact same statement, and I remember that starting on that day, the sun began to shine in my life again. I pray this is so for you, my friend. I know it will be.
ReplyDeleteMuch love to you!
Praying for you. Sad we couldn't meet, but know that what you were doing was so much more important. You, John and God were in conversation and I wouldn't dare interrupt that sweet time. Know that I still pray. Safe travels home.
ReplyDeleteSo proud of you. So happy for you. So loving you. God is smiling down on you. Must have been an amazing experience.
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