Grief Posts

Love in Loss

I crept into the room before my little brother would wake up. Gently slipping his special blanket from his grasp, I then rushed it downstairs to be washed. Perhaps that seems like a dirty trick, but it needed to be done. He would not give it up...


When you pass through the waters, I will be with you; And through the rivers, they shall not overflow you. Isaiah 43:2

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