| i don't know what to say but i'm compelled to reply to let you know that i've read this.
pouring your heart out can be such a relief, kinda like taking a huge shit, ya know?
i wish i had some words of comfort but i've never experienced anything like this before.
i'll say this though -
i'm constantly surprised and pleased with the strength of the human spirit.
growing up, i knew a lady who's son was brutually murdered as he slept. the lady was given his little girl - the only thing he left in this world - to care for. when she was 16 years old, she asked her grandmother if she could go on her very first date with a boy. she was excited for her and said yes. later that night the girl was killed in a car crash.
and this lady found strength. not sure where she found it, but she did, and growing up i never remember seeing her without a smile on her face.
in my more optimistic moments (and i do have them) i'm a firm believer that we can get ourselves through anything.
and somehow be stronger for it.
i know you can too. |