Yesterday was a very hard day. It was hard to watch Drew deal with so much sadness as he dealt with the realization of what his sister is going through.
It hurt me to see him struggling with so much grief. I have seen him cry only a handful of times since we have been dating, upon learning of my dad's passing, after a prayer said about my mom, the only time we have ever "questioned" our realationship, and once when I was lost dealing with the pain and grief in my own life. To see him continually break down yesterday when he had a moment to think about his sister was gut-wrenching.
I have tried to be strong for him, to keep him focused on the hope we have in the Lord. I have tried to keep his mother calm and focused on her duties as a grandmother to a 10 year old granddaughter who doesn't quite know when she will be able to hug her own mom again. I have tried to shield the 10 year old from people's talk about her mom's physical severity, tried to indulge her with ice cream and coloring books all the while remembering the grief and loss I still feel about my own parents.
Thanking God that we have hope in Jesus Christ and his promise of life through him.
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