I refused to acknowledge my final struggle until I couldn’t take it anymore and broke down. I reminded myself of God’s steadfastness but hadn't allowed myself to mourn what I was going through.
Singing happy songs to a heavy heart is cruel. Don’t tell grieving people that their pain is a gift or make them sing praise songs when they don’t want to. Don’t tell them that other people are suffering more than they are.
Facing traumatic loss is about keeping our sanity and taking care of those who depend on us, all the while deciding how we are going to face this new unwelcome reality. I learned at so many points that I had to look straight at the loss or I could not find comfort.
