Lord please help me be there for my son to help him with this change.
In the tapestry of my life, His grace is the thread that binds each moment. Through my roles as a friend, daughter, sister, and mother of three, I discover hidden treasures that strengthen my faith and draw me closer to God. In the small moments—the laughter of loved ones, the warmth of a sunrise—I find the Holy Spirit's gentle touch, bringing life, love, and laughter to my heart. These everyday encounters teach me to trust and deepen my relationship with God.
Wednesday, July 13, 2016
To hold him again
Kyle came down stairs to say good night to me. He came to give me a hug and then he sat next to me and lingered. I pulled him close and he let him hold him. I held him tightly for what seemed like a long time. He finally broke and cried. I held him while his body shook briefly while he let it out. I uttered that I was sorry and I told him I loved him. I kissed the back of his neck, he lingered a moment longer and then got up and wiped his eyes and said good night and that he loved me.
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