I just want her here to talk to…

•when I get confused •when I get lonely •when i don’t know what to do, I just want her wisdom that I took for granted. -I want to walk in her house and sit down on the worn couch and gaze at her in her chair where I know she would be. •where the carpet is worn from so many sits and difficult standings •where she has all her necessities cluttered on her end table next to her. •where I know time would stop everything for her, for me. •where she would sit and listen until I was done rambling and know what I was saying, without actually saying it. -And no, she wouldn’t be easy on me but she’d always be gentle and usually right/not always what I hoped to hear but always what I needed. —I want to be this for others, bc of her, (but this type of fruit is often delayed).

* She was the strongest woman I’ve ever known*. -She was bold and sometimes brash, confident and serving, determined but most of all loyal and trustworthy.

-Why does He think I don’t need her? Ive realized that I have to trust that, bc I believe HE DOES KNOW WHAT IS BEST. And not just that. He does provide always and exactly what we need when we need it.-THANK YOU Lord, for the time I did have, I WILL trust it was enough, even if I don’t want to. ♥️ gram-I am so happy you got to see who I’ve become bc of you. #aheartsthatsbeenbrokeisaheartthatsbeenloved

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