Oh my heart....
You shattered into a million pieces, sitting in the presence of wise and cautious medical professionals, they themselves crying tears of agony in telling you the news..
The most precious gift anyone can receive
The light of my life and reason my heart was made full
The counterpart to his brother and balance to our family
Would soon be gone. Was already beyond saving. Would never be with us again.
God only knows where the strength came from after that moment
....to breathe
....to think
....to pray
It was no time for cowards. We faced our greatest chasm of fear fiercely and with love. We stood with arms open, tears streaming, and let go.
On this day, how could I have conceived what would happen 4 years in the future?
That my heart (bruised, battered, but still beating)...would swell with love?
....when in the first moment of the dark morning those familiar arms surrounded me, that same “lost” child leaned over my bed and gave me a hug, with that same twinkle in his eye saying “MOM! Coffee is ready..are you coming downstairs?”
“Yes, Brian” I say, “I’m coming”
Hearts can shatter but the pieces can reunite. Hope can be lost, but found again. Fear loses..love wins.
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