Today’s my birthday. Another year has passed by. It’s my second one without my girl here. She came to mind multiple times today... just as many times as the tears filled my eyes. It didn’t keep this day from being a good day but it definitely was a shadow that floated through my mind many times today.
We sat at the table this morning looking at videos of Millie and talking about if I had seen this one or that one before. Most I hadn’t—and I loved seeing each one. Hearing her voice floating through the kitchen again, we were laughing, then crying—all connect so closely together. I had to head to my room to take a breather. When I sat down in my chair, Millie’s monkey’s smell wafted past me. I grabbed that monkey, hugged it close, breathed it in and nothing registered. No smell at all. I fear Monkey’s smell—the one my brain associates with Millie, is fading.
I don’t want to forget her smell, the feel of her skin, or her laugh—ever!
It’s crazy hard how knowing truth and believing truth doesn’t make reality less painful.
I KNOW Truth-Jesus!
I BELIEVE Truth-Scripture!
Still my heart hurts, especially on days like today. Grief causes physical hurt. It causes emotional pain. It causes confusion, forgetfulness, and despondency. It is just plain rotten.
I am so grateful to have Jesus to pour my troubled thoughts on. I’m grateful for his sustaining peace. I’m not sure how anyone gets through this loss without knowing Christ and clinging to the hope of heaven.
Blessings sweet friends…
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I still believe in Millie’s Miracle
☆｡･:*:･ﾟ Hebrews 11:1 ｡･:*:･ﾟ☆
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