The weight of grief

The numbness is subsiding like quick sand, the weight of grief I am feeling it’s hard to even breathe. I know when I’m weak, God is strong but I’m all too aware of my weakness right now to feel anything else. In one way it’s a relief to cry and feel something and in another way I’m aware of the amount the numbness was masking, and why it was so thick and went on for so long. How can it be that a mum has to say goodbye to her son and how I have to say goodbye to my beloved husband? And really this is just the beginning…

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