The grief a bereaved parent feels never goes away. Instead we just learn to live with it’s heavy weight pulling on our heart.
At 2am this morning, when everyone was asleep, I sat on the floor in our living room reading all the letters written to our girls at their memorial. Tears falling down my cheeks, heart wrenching sobs as grief read the words written. Yet, while grief read the words they were heard by my heart. I am so thankful for everyone that wrote them a letter, lent me insight to how my girls touched their lives. Everyday I have a panic attack wondering if they are forgotten and it brings me some peace to see how much they impacted others during their short time on earth with us. Thank you all for being part of their story.
2 42 hours ago
أنا بحب اوي الصدف الجميله الي زي صحابها ♥️
ندي انتي كنتي وحشاني و الله جدا و مبسوووووطه جدا اني شوفتك 🥰♥️ #missed ♥️🥰
Today I will go to see my grandparents, the truth is that I have missed them a lot these days and I don't know if I could see them again later. I'm afraid of losing them because with them you never know, maybe that's why I want to make the most of their time... Even though I'm dying to see your garden again, the one with roses, I like gramma's roses.🌹😋 #sunset#tumblr#Instagram#again#missed#loose#music#travel#sky#visit#family#river