Often, usually, these beautifully written and honest essays are hard for me to read. I see you alone in your experiences though I was nearby. I am grateful for those who have come alongside you. They are an answer to the prayers I prayed for all of my children, “If not me, Lord, then brings others with wisdom and comfort to my child in her/his time of need.” I am proud of you. I am grateful to read of your journey, saddened by the pain, and sometimes grieved. You and your family are beautiful, un-boxable! Keep writing. I imagine your words help to unravel things for others too. Whether the “words” you were given were a conscious or unconscious love-bomb, they were still genuine. I want to keep reading…
Often, usually, these beautifully written and honest essays are hard for me to read. I see you alone in your experiences though I was nearby. I am grateful for those who have come alongside you. They are an answer to the prayers I prayed for all of my children, “If not me, Lord, then brings others with wisdom and comfort to my child in her/his time of need.” I am proud of you. I am grateful to read of your journey, saddened by the pain, and sometimes grieved. You and your family are beautiful, un-boxable! Keep writing. I imagine your words help to unravel things for others too. Whether the “words” you were given were a conscious or unconscious love-bomb, they were still genuine. I want to keep reading…
Also, I wanted to say, I believe you.
Beautifully written. I love how you’ve woven a tapestry out of the words spoken in different seasons of life.
And this rings so true: Let me tell you that in my experience, the more thoroughly you believed, the more extensive the demolition.