I received this message on another site on which I sometimes write. This message seemed to almost break my heart and had me on the verge of tears as it is like I can feel the pain of the writer. I ask for prayers please. As the message was not directed specifically to this site, I am copying only the text of the message. I will be inviting this person to join us here and I ask for prayers and warm loving supportive comments please.
Thank you! I can’t tell you what it means to have a place where I don’t need to feel guilty that I’m laying my angush, my anger, my pain.
When do I stop hurting? 21 years after the death of my son , I find myself feeling guilty over the happiness that I’m about to give birth to a new little baby boy.
Distress….emergency….life….death, bury a new life, Logan, death, mother, internal.
Ceaseless, waiting for