If you follow me on instagram, you know that yesterday afternoon was a rough one for me. Grief is a fickle lady and when she decides to push her way into my day, she creates all kinds of chaos. I have learned that when the tide comes, I need to sit with the memories, cry ALL the tears, and allow my heart and mind the opportunity to grieve my Courtney.
Sometimes that takes an hour, sometimes a day and other times two or three days. As for yesterday, I shared my heart in those tender moments with my insta followers and man y’all, you blew me away with your grace and mercy, meeting me right where I was in my grief and allowing me the space and time to find my way through it.
Have I told you lately how much I appreciate your kindness and grace when it comes to my grief journey? I so appreciate your prayers, words of encouragement and sweet comments. I don’t know where I would be without them friends. Truly I don’t. You bless me so much with your love and support.
For those of you who have suffered the loss of a child, wether you got to hold that child in your arms or not, know that I understand your broken heart and I see your pain. Know that I am praying with you for peace.
For those of you who are dealing with the cross of infertility and dream of the day when God will bless you with arms full of love, know that I am standing in the gap for your, asking Our Lady to intercede for you with her Son so that you may one day hold love in your arms.
Fo those of you who have hard difficult relationships with your mothers I offer prayers that you will be blessed with healing in that relationship and that you both find middle ground on which to stand and see one another as God sees you both. I empathize with your desire for peace and pray God grants you that.
For those of you grieving the loss of you mother, I am so very sorry for your loss my friend. I pray you find a sliver of joy this weekend in relieving happy memories of your Mom, ones that make you smile and thank God for the gift of your time with her.
Mother’s Day can be tricky. I know this first hand. I stand with you friend, hand in hand, allowing the tears to fall when necessary and rejoicing in what they represent. When you have loved big, the crater left behind in your heart is HUGE. So just keep swimming friend.
Live boldly. Love bravely. God’s got the rest.