Tuesday, May 17, 2016

A Text Between Sisters~

How you doing sweetie?

Eh - ok.  Just been bluer than blue, sadder than sad.

I'm so sorry.
Was work ok today?
Anything particular happen or just another sad day?

No - work has been fine. It's Steve not being around that's the problem.

Ya. That's a big problem. 

I'm tired of him being gone All. The. Time.


I'm tired of being me without him.

You want the team back.

Yes!!! Tired of being alone.

I wish you weren't alone,
all the time.
I'm sure you wish it even more.

I want to hug him, and talk with him, and laugh with him, and cook with him, and call him, and sleep with him, and pray with him, and look at the moon with him, and on and on and on ................

Can't even imagine your life right now.
Just wish I could help take the loneliness away.

There is no life in my life now - that's the problem.

Yes indeed.  That is the problem.

And, I can't do one thing about it.

Nope. That's true.

It's so hard.

So very hard.
But, I'm so very proud of you.
I really like reading your blog.
It's some of your best writing.
It's raw.
It's honest.
It's emotional.
And, it's a blessing.
Every time.

It's just where I'm at.
But, thank you.

But, you don't have to share where you are at,
but you do.
It's a choice to let others read about your pain.
You do it beautifully while helping others deal with their pain.
It's a blessing.
And, I hope someday you will get to see the ripple effect.
The help you give others through your raw words.
So proud of you and your strength.

I always think "who would want to read this? Read about someone else's loss?"
I write because I have to
or I would either curl up and die
or explode.

Well keep writing!!!
Cause I don't want you to explode!

Me, neither.

I think your writing will be your survival tool through this journey.
And, a big blessing.
Maybe not now, but years to come.

Amazingly, I do get quite a bit of feedback from people going through their own heartache.
They thank me for - like you said - being honest
and giving a voice to feelings they can't explain.
Only God.

You are a gifted writer.

I am trying my best to make it all count.
It has to count.
And, to do what Ruthie always told me to do -
"Use your gift, Stacy. Keep writing. I guarantee you people will keep reading."

She's right. Totally!

I love you, Laura.

I love you, too.  With my whole heart.

Thank you for always being there, for listening, understanding, being honest, cheering me on.
I'm SO thankful I still have you.

You always got me girl!!!!!
Just wish you had me closer!

Me, too.

We got to change that.

Yeah, maybe so.
I hate being here alone, but I'm afraid if I leave here the memories will fade,
or they might not be as many and as vivid as here.

No hurry. 
The answers will come at the right time.

I'm just praying for God to take care of it all.

Sounds like a good prayer.

And, He's a good God so down deep somewhere in my heart I know it's all going to be ok -
that I'm going to be ok.
Just don't always feel it.

Yes. He's going to take care of you.
He's got a plan.
He loves you more than me!
That's a lot!

Yep! Blessed me.

Love you.

Love you, too. SO MUCH.

I hope you get some good rest tonight.
I hope I get good sleep, too.
Up  with the baby from 10 - 1 last night.

He takes after his momma.
Night owl.
Hope you sleep well, too.
Here's to major zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzs tonight!

Yes! Let's do that!

I feel more settled in my heart now after talking (and crying) with you.
Thank you.

I love you.
Want to be there for you.

I know you are there.


You are.  Always have been.
Nite nite.

Nite nite.
Talk with you tomorrow.

You betcha.

1 comment:

Thank you for leaving a "heartprint" of your own.