It's been a while since my last post. My creative energy went into a reflection paper this week. I've been on-call at the hospital today, and seeing other's pain was harder today for some reason. So here are my reasons to weep.
Young girl (just a little older than manBoy) from my small community died this weekend as a result of being struck by a car a couple of weeks ago. I had just about decided to let manBoy extend his roaming area by crossing at that intersection. I'm sad for the girl's life that was too short, and I weep for her family. I'm sad that I'm more fearful about manBoy than I was before I started CPE.
Other hardships involving mothers and babies at separate hospitals.
Families making hard decisions.
manBoy writing a poem to commemorate an event in his life. He wrote about his birthmother's sacrificial love on the day she placed him in my arms. Amazing for a young teenage boy. I'll publish it as soon as he and his teacher have done a small bit of editing. We are sooooo blessed. I think that makes it harder to see others struggle so.
It's been a long time since I've made use of the Teddy Bear Collection that adorns the guest bed. I think I could use a cuddle this evening. Hot Chocolate and a positive book. Still I think of the people I left in waiting rooms with no such comforts.
Lord comfort them! Wrap them with a blanket of your love. Amen.
Thanks for reading. Thanks for caring. I'll try to post more this week.
5 comments:
Have a good week. Hope it goes well.
Keeping you in my prayers. Thinking about picking up the phone and calling you right now.
Just moved the phone closer.
Missing you at school. I'm feeling lonely so I'm a little weepy too.
I hope you have a good week. You give so much comfort and love to others. Remember, like the bear collection, your friends are here to give comfort and bear hugs, too. Blessings & hugs, KitCat
Your blanket comment moved me. Just today, I was thinking about how God was in the room with me the day I wrapped my baby in your peach-colored blanket and laid him on the table to slide into the MRI machine.
Sometimes, in the moment, even being wrapped in the blanket does not fix it all. But ten years down the road, we understand it so much better.
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