Last week I went to meet my neighbor. She has had two losses just this year. What a horrible thing to endure. I can't even imagine it.
I took dinner to her house on Wednesday. I got to talk with her for a bit. Something she said has stuck with me since then. She said, "It is easier the second time." When she said it, my heart just broke. No one should have to endure this pain ever...let alone twice in the same year!
I must admit that I am a bit excited to have someone so near that really knows a version of what I am feeling. I feel guilty about finding some comfort in her losses. I definitely didn't wish it on her, but knowing that she is going through the same things and thoughts somehow makes me feel better. I HATE that I met her this way, but I am grateful too.
I pray that we can become friends and find comfort in knowing eachother.
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In some ways it's easier, because you've already been through it once and you know what to expect, but the pain only increases and as you know now, it's now really easy at all. It's lonlier.
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