It was a long, dangerous, lonely road and as we walked you grew weary. I looked down, picked you up, and you snuggled in my arms with your head on my shoulder. I carried you. I never felt the weight. You were not a burden at all. I just enjoyed holding you with your little baby face close enough for me to kiss. It was only a dream. For a while I didn't know that. It was a gift to be able to hold you again.
I love you, Josh.
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I don't know if anyone will find what I am sharing here to be helpful, but I am compelled to share my heart and be completely open. Perhaps it will help me in the healing process and maybe it will even help someone else. This journey will only be complete when I hold Josh in my arms once again.
1 comment:
Dreams can be so sweet! I think sometimes they are sent because we really need them.
Blessings.
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