I’m having a hard time today coming up with a way to express how my heart is broken.
But I’m going to try.
Last Saturday my darling 22 year old niece gave birth to a beautiful baby boy.
Tomorrow we will bury him.
My brother and his family have unexpectedly found themselves at the bottom of a very dark chasm. They are fighting each day to find the strength to get out of bed and meet the day. Those of us who love and cherish them are trying to find our own strength so that we can hold them in our arms and carry them as far as they will allow.
There are no words, I think, to help them try to make sense of an unexpected loss.
But tomorrow we will gather at a small country church and search for words to help a grieving family say goodbye. This will bring a bit of a closure to a very painful week.
But I know in my heart that this is just the beginning. It’s the beginning of a long and painful walk out of the dark, dark chasm. I just pray that our love and prayers will light their torches, strengthen their gait and help them find their way.
I’m praying very, very, very hard.