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Betsy Poell's avatar

2 years ago we were celebrating our last "brother day", National Siblings Day, and the 7th anniversary of when Gus came home from the NICU and my boys finally met. It was a good day. 2 weeks later Gus suddenly died.

April is all the things. Both kids birthdays, our anniversary, Liam's birthday, often Easter, Gus' death day. It's heavy and the world doesn't help. We can use extra prayers.

And I'm so thankful for you and those girls who met on our way to Kentucky 20+ years ago.

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Laura C. Andrews's avatar

Thankful to have found this tonight. My husband (who’s in his mid-40s) is a year into a medical trial for a slow-moving blood cancer that decided to speed up, and there’s no clear end in sight. We definitely feel like we occupy a different reality than most: right between the “learning to let go… and embrace the life you actually have” lottery and the ache of feeling “frighteningly fragile.” (We’d 100% be your downer friends at the party, but we’d probably also be the ones laughing at good dark-humor jokes too.)

But tonight was one of those nights: sitting on the floor, nose tucked between my knees, crying my eyes out from the sheer fatigue of living in this weary uncertainty. Your words helped me feel seen and more free to rest for now as I lay here watching my husband sleep, knowing even sleep is a gift God gives the weary who sow in tears.

Love wins.

Grace bats last.

Thanks for offering words to hold in the dark as we wait for the dawn.

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