Five Minute Friday

The end of Holy Week – a good time for few words.
Want to take five minutes with me and see which ones bubble to the surface?
Let’s just write and not worry if it’s just right or not.
 
 Here’s how we do it:
 
1. Write for 5 minutes flat with no editing or tweaking.
2. Link up by clicking the button
3. Go and tell the person who linked up before you what their words meant to you.
This week’s topic is
 
Hard Love …

Hard love?  I have lived hard love.  A goodbye before a hello, that was hard love.  To love someone, so much and then have to say goodbye.  8 hours of love. That was supposed to be enough to last me a lifetime?  
Having to tell 3 excited big brothers that the baby we were so excited for was not going to come home with us?  That was hard love.  To watch them cry, to watch them question, to watch them grieve and try to grasp death before they were even old enough to cross the street alone, that was hard love.

To stand in the bitter cold and look down on a tiny white box, that held one of my most precious treasures, knowing that there would be no firsts…no first steps, or words, or haircut, or first day of school, first kiss, first dance, first heartbreak, prom, graduation, college, engagement, marriage, babies, and all of the other dreams unspoken…..a lifetime of firsts and hopes in that tiny box.  That was hard love.  Oh that was hard love.

To the mama’s who’ve said goodbye before they got to say hello:  Thank you for walking with me down the winding road of Hard Love.

 



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  1. Written so beautiful , your always in my heart friend !!
    Love you.

  2. This is so beautiful. I love the pictures you paint with your words.

  3. Such a beautifully written, heart-felt post.

    The name of your blog reminds me of a couple that visited our church a few times with an amazing presentation. Their ministry is called Potter's Field Ministries (http://www.pottersfield.org/)

    Sending wishes for a very joyful Easter.
    Kindly, Lorraine

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