I’m in a room that I recognize as my old apartment. It’s vaguely familiar. It looks like me and it feels like it was once mine and it even feels great for a while but the longer I’m there and the more I look around, I can’t figure out if I’m supposed to be there or not. I want to leave because now it doesn’t feel right but I can’t find my suitcase anywhere in this small room. It was right here a minute ago. I look everywhere and know it’s gone, but seriously, it was right here a minute ago. I can’t leave without it. It’s everything I have and everything I need.
Every night it’s something different. Something important that I’ve lost. The whole dream is spent searching.
I can’t find my footing. Nothing feels right and nothing is comfortable. Not even a hug from Charley or my delicious children. Don’t get me wrong, they feel good, just not right. It’s my end of the hug that’s all jacked up. Too desperate? I don’t know, it’s just not right. Is it because I’ve also lost my footing, my role, in my family? I’ve just spent half a year with someone else running my house and raising my children, washing my underwear, while I spent all of my energy on protecting, loving, nurturing a child that is no longer here.
I want Dad to sit by me.
I want Daddy to tuck me in.
I want Dad to do it.
Where’s daddy?
I wasn’t a wife because my time with my husband was limited to stolen moments in a hospital room or the occasional date where we spent the whole time talking about what was going on in said hospital room.
I assume it will come full circle. I’ll fight for it.
Right as soon as I remember who I am.
Hugs!
Trying to find the words to comfort you … know I continue to pray for your strength and for your family. Trust in God. He has all the answers and we just have to wait and trust. God bless.
I too am trying to find the words to comfort you. Unfortunately, I am not left with much. Thank you so much for sharing your feelings with us. Your family. Your beautiful Tuesday. Even though we don’t know you we love you and are praying for you. I would tell you to lean on Jesus. But I know that you already know to do that. Please just know that you did not lose a daughter. You gained an angel. And she will always be with you no matter where you are or where you go.
God Bless!
I haven’t had anything like your experience, except that in December my husband started stying home with the kids and little by little I feel like place in the family is blurred too. As much as I love every moment that my kids and husband have that bond, it is still a stab in the heart every time they want daddy over mommy. But then something happens and all they want is mommy, and I know that it is only because they are so comfortable knowing that I am always there that they can move to the “I want daddy” So I try to convince myself that they want daddy now because they already know they have mommy! I sure wish I knew the right formula for being the right mommy and wife to share with you – if you figure it out, share it back.
your words resonate with me. death has left me disconnected. it's not nice to know that you feel like this, but comforting to hear i'm not alone. you have somehow managed to find the words. words that i can't.
your precious Tuesday touches me & has a place in this stranger's heart.
oh dear, don’t know what words to say to comfort you. My only brother just lost his only child..said child was 31 years old. How do you come back from something like that? No words can bring them back but no words expressed does not mean no heartbreak for your loss is felt. Hoping strength that you pull from within will see you thru and bring you to a place where peace is felt and the will to carry on is in sight……
One day at a time right! Just take it one day at a time 🙂
Jess,
I wish I knew how to tell you what you need most to hear. You are surrounded by people who are praying endlessly for you and who care so much about you. I am positive that in time you will find who are now. Tuesday’s passing changed you, no doubt made you into a new person. But not entirely. You are still mother and wife. As you continue to hug your kiddos, and Charley you will find yourself again. I love ya darlin, and will continue to pray and try to find the right words for the right time. Sending hugs your way!
I have no words of wisdom.. Just know that I love you and I’m praying for you and your family. You’re in my heart always hon.
XOXOXO
I am praying for you.
It would be nice if grieving fell into predictable steps with set amounts of time, but instead it is erratic, unpredictable, and consuming. Believe me, I know.
You are an incredible wife and mother. Thank you for being so open with your raw emotions.
((hugs))
Amy
Like the others, I have no magic words to soothe or heal your pain. Prayers are all I have, and you are certainly getting them from me.
I think about you guys all the time. Just last night I sayed awake praying for peace for you. For a second, a moment of comfort for you. As a mother, it gives me great saddness to know that a mother, you, are out there, feeling this pain that I can only imagine, that I am absolutly terrified of. I wish I could say, or do something to give you the peace you seek… All I can do is tell you that you are loved and prayed for.
Just know that a loving Heavenly Father is caring for your precious Tuesday. I don’t know how to help you come back, other than in my prayers, and you are there – always.
Still can’t imagine what you’re going through. But this dream, it’s kind of “normal” if there is anything like that in your life these days. At some point we’re all loosing our footing, missing ourselves, wanting to find something that got lost along the way. Thank GOD it’s not any of my children. But I understand a small part of this dream and I’m there with ya.
jessica…..i have no idea what to say to comfort you……i just hope you find that place again…..i’m praying you will….but, i have to imagine it will take a while….you lost a child….she was a part of you and that part is missing…..someday you’ll find it…..you will.
I can only imagine that your extraordinary ability to identify and verbalize your experience will guide you back to where you want to be.
Oh dear, I will continue to pray.
Love and hugs,
Leah
Jess…
I wish i had the words to make you feel better…
Better. What the hell is that anyway?
I love you Jess. I am here when you need to talk, or cry, or whatever…
Anything.
Just know I am always praying and always thinking of you and God will see you through. He will. This I know.
Lean on Him.
Lean on your friends & family.
I LOVE YOU!
ps It's ok to feel so lost. It's normal to feel so lost. You'll get there, in your own time and those desperate hugs… your kids need them just as much as you do.
Praying you find your footing soon. In the meantime, know that you have a valueable role in your family, one that can never be replaced. You’ll get back there. Praying, for your full circle moment.
Just as we all do I wish I had some words to bring you comfort. Just know I am thinking of you all and sending love and prayers of healing your way. Hugs!!
I wish I had the perfect words for you. I am not sure anyone will. Just know that you are still Jess. The beautiful Jess I “met” years ago. Mother to 4 beautiful children. Children that all need you. Just not all in the same way.
I love you, and I hope you find your way soon!
no words.
all wrong.
just a touch.
to show i care.
You will fight and you will find your place again in time. I don’tthink time heals all wounds but it does make living with those wounds much more bearable.
Continued prayers coming from Brighton, CO. I wish I could make it all better for you. I do.
I pray for your family daily. God will straighten this bend in your road but always leave the marks to remember.
I will never have the words to take away your pain
I will never have the actions to keep the tears away
I will never be able to hug you, and tell you it will be okay, when she is not here with you
But I will always be able to say I love you, you are my friend, and I will always be here, as many others will be too, and you know who we are, for a shoulder to cry on.
You will find yourself one day. I think we never know who we truly are until our last moments, when we reflect on the things we have done. And you, Jess, did everything you could, and will continue to do everything you can.
Your world has been rocked. Flipped upside down and inside out. Take it one day at a time my dear friend. Deep breaths. You will mend. A scar will always be there and tender to the touch, but you will mend and find your place again. I love you.
I continue to pray for you, for peace.
I have no idea what you are going through, but I just pray that you will feel the Lord close to you during this trying time!
Sending prayers
I wish I could take away your pain. All I can do it send my love for you and your family.
I just want you to know that I prayed for you while Tuesday was with you and continue to pray for you and your family now. Asking God to gently hold you and lead you to the peace in this pain. Sometimes a full circle takes longer to complete, but it will come. Right now you are a wonderful mom and wife who has been split in many directions, all of them so important while none of them can be perfect. I am asking God to be your Daddy and hug you tight, letting you know you are alright just as you are, and that you are so loved. Bless your aching heart Jessica.
Love and hugs, Laurie
**BIG HUGS!!!**
I too am at a loss for words, but want to say something to comfort you.
I can see how you feel the way you feel, it must be very difficult to figure out what you’re supposed to do now when you spent all your time on Tuesday’s care. I believe in time you will figure it out. Be strong!
Remember, we’re still praying for you, your family, and little Tuesday.
Hugs and prayers! Time will help you get to where you can deal with all of this better. Until then just live off the love and smiles in your children. You are in my thoughts!
HUgs!! I have no words…I am just so sorry you have to go through this. No one should have to go through this. HUgs!
Take your time. Take a moment. Almost three years later and I’m still trying to find the me I once was. Don’t worry about a time frame, those who love you will understand. We are all here for you. Praying.
One day you will find your place again. Keep on fighting honey. I wish I had words to bring you comfort. Just know I’m always here for you. Always thinking of you. Hugs sweetie.
*tears* You express this all so well. You’ll do great, because you are so in touch with your feelings. That will help you work through all this.
Oh my….your words are so powerful and so true…I like what Sharlene said way above….time doesn’t necessarily heal but makes it bearable. You are going to find a new “normal” evenutally and a new you. This has changed you and your family forever….like someone here already said, one breath at a time, one day at a time…praying for you….in awe of what your little Tuesday has done to so many of us…..
You are all looking for a new place. The good news is that your whole family is too. Praying for you from afar, that you’ll feel less stranded.
I love you.
You are a Child of God. You are fighting for you and your family right now, all will be well, in Gods’ time. Breathe, know that he is your Father and will help you find the way when you feel lost, trust in Him. Praying for your family each day. Lots of hugs too!!!
I check your blog every day even though I don't know you & you don't know me. I check your blog everyday because you have an incredible talent of writing. Of all blogs, your blog is able to convey feelings that most cannot even verbalize, let alone get write them down onto paper, or in this case, a screen.
I am sure that is the least of your thoughts or concerns right now, however, you are very talented and gifted. I am very sorry for your loss, and I do not have the words to comfort or explain my sympathies. When you say or think you do not have the words, you do, as evidenced throughout your writing. I, and I am sure the thousands of others who read, appreciate each and every word you type onto your blog.
Kelsey
Sending hugs and understanding. By middle child was 14 months with my son was diagnosed and 5.5 years when he died. I spent many a months in other cities away from her and many, many more days and nights away from her either physically or emotionally. I thank God for the closeness she has with her daddy and try not to linger on the separation I feel between her and I. IT is how it is, nothing could have been done differently. We have the rest of our (hopefully) long lives to come to a new relationship with each other. The same goes with my husband. This are changed, but it doesn’t have to be changed for the worse. We slowly work on what our relationship looks like in our new reality, built on hard times and physical and emotional separation over the years.
It sucks that there are losses beyond the obvious loss of our children. Cancer has many victims.
I wish I had the right words to say. I’m sorry you are suffering so much. Just know that I am here and I am thinking of you.
I am so sorry Jess!
I love how open and honest you are about your feelings. Suffering is a real part of life and I know it helps others for you to share so freely. It is very hard to move forward to a new “normal” and a normal that is missing such a HUGE part of the circle. Especially when you feel so bitterly cheated. Bless you! ((HUGS_))
When a person experiences as great a tradegy as you, and your family, went through I don’t see how everything could NOT change. I know losing your daughter changed you— as sure as my stepmother losing both her sons has forever changed her. It stands to reason that the family dynamics would change as well. It doesn’t mean the change is permanent– or even negative. Trust God. There is NO one who loves you more than He does. No one understands what it’s like to watch their child die, through no fault of their own, like He does. I’m sure these words sound as empty as you feel right now, but I really don’t know what to say. Just know that people you’ve never met care about you, your family, and the daughter you so generously shared with us and are lifting you up in prayer.
Your footing and role will return with time, Jess. (I felt much the same after extended bedrest w/my last pregnancy). The dreams…I hope Tuesday appears in one soon for you; and not as a suitcase or lost item. (Hugs)
Angie
Sweet, sweet girl. I pray that God builds a fortress around you during this time, this time of healing and utter devastation.
10 years ago a dear friend of mine was kidnapped. We knew she was gone for good. She was seen leaving a place and never again. For months I dreamed about her or something to do with her. I would dream that I saw her in a store or elsewhere, but I could never reach her, or she would turn a corner and I’d lose her, or she couldn’t hear me, or even more frustrating- she couldn’t understand what I was saying. Or, she wouldn’t recognize me or wouldn’t admit who she was. Oh, it was torturous! Makes me sad writing it now, years later.
I told my mom of these dreams and she told me it was my mind making sense of things and dealing with everything.
Finally, one dream one night, I again saw my sweet friend. (checking out at Wal-Mart, *what?!)
I begged her to come home with me, talk to me, I told her we loved her and missed her. I cried to her and she told me– “you can’t help me. But I am o.k. I am gone now.”
I swear all of this is true.
That was the last dream I had with sweet LaTarra.
Anyway, I know a friend is no comparison to a child. I just wanted to share my story and dreams with you.
Much love,
Hoping for peace and comfort as you all continue to adjust to life now.
I’m praying for you. Remember, you’re not alone. All of us, your friends and sisters (whether we’ve ever met or not) are right there with you, quiet, strong, holding you up, standing in the gap with you and for you.
*big giant hugs from southern Louisiana*
Give yourself a break and let life fall back into its new position as slowly as it needs to. Just let all of our prayers carry you and heal you until you’re strong enough to get up and walk on your own. Lots of hugs to you and your family…
Jess I wish we lived closer so I could give you a great big hug. Instead all I can give you is this:
Take it one day at a time. Just one day. Eventually you will find your place again. Until then just keep on keeping on. Some days will be great, some ok, & some not so great. On those not so great days, open a bottle of wine & listen to Bob Marley's 'Three Little Birds'. I think that song will ring very true to you.
Love, hugs & take care. Know we are always thinking of you & your family.
dear dear jessica kate, you are beautiful and you are blanketed in prayers.
Jesus show yourself. Show Your peace that passes all comprehension. i plead Your perfect peace. Be ever present in the journey Lord, i beg You to be so very very present and hold jessicakate in Your almighty hand.
loveandloveandlove,
chalice
bless you for continuing to put one foot in front of the other. i am in awe.
It is also ok just to feel completely pissed off and cheated some of the time. That is another aspect of strength and living on.
Just a hugs and some tears for you and your family from another mother of 4. I have 2 girls 2 boys ages 19 months to 7. We pray for you and I hold my kids tighter because of Tuesday. Thanks for sharing your story and for teaching me how to love my kids even more.
I am so sorry for your loss…
you write beautifully and i’m sure this, in a small part, is your medicine.
still sending you loving prayers of strength, power and faith.
I am so sorry you are feeling lost. I am praying that you will find your footing soon and the dreams will become peaceful. ((hugs))
I believe that you will find your way to fitting right back in with your family. Right where you want to be and how you want to be. They will be patient and will not fault you for however long it takes. You are so loved.
xoxo
No words just hugs
Just keep putting one step in front of another…day by day…You’re in my thoughts and prayers!
Romans 8:18 For I reckon that the sufferings of this present time are not worthy to be compared with the glory which shall be revealed in us.
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Hugs and Prayers coming your way! Prayers for you to find your way….Love Ya, Heather
Sending big hugs and prayers your way. Love Ya, Heather
Shove me in the shallow water, before I get too deep!
i think you are trying to find who you are when such a big part of you is missing. you are now different from before she got sick, who you were during the illness, during her death, & after her death. what does that leave? who are you now that you have lived through that? try to be patient. you WILL rediscover who you are NOW…. it will become clear to you, when you are ready.
you will never be the same. but that does not mean you wont be ok. it does not mean you will not be happy again. give yourself time. it is still too raw. you may be raw for a long time, hon. but eventually, you WILL find who you have become, having lived through this.
if this makes any sense.
C
Im sorry Jess. I really and truly am. No words can ease how you feel or make the dreams stop. Just know that you are loved. You are a great Mom, a great Wife, a great friend, and a wonderful person! I hope you are able to gain some footing soon… you have been through a lot and I hope you find that stable ground.
As always, thinking of you!
Hugs
we don’t know each other but i pray for you almost everyday. hang in there. you were…are…and always will be the mom!! nobody can take that from you. this experience has and will change the way you live your life forever. but you are still the mom. your kids love you for that!
We lost our beloved dog last night and I think my almost 3 year old daughter had the best perspective on it. She said, “He won’t hurt anymore mommy, he’s in heaven.” Of course that cannot even compare to the loss of a child, but I cannot help but marvel that the littlest person of the family can also at times be the most wise. I am so sorry that you lost your beautiful Tuesday.
((Sincere hugs from Indiana))
For Jess, hoping this helps, as your kindness in sharing your words has helped others, while you gradually find your way.
Kindness. by naomi shihab nye-
Before you know what kindness really is
you must lose things,
feel the future dissolve in a moment
like salt in a weakened broth
What you held in your hand,
what you counted and carefully saved,
all this must go so you know
how desolate the landscape can be
between the regions of kindness.
How you ride and ride
thinking the bus will never stop,
the passengers eating maize and chicken
will stare out the window forever.
Before you learn the tender gravity of kindness,
you must travel where
the Indian in a white poncho
lies dead by the side of the road.
You must see how this could be you,
how he too was someone
who journeyed through the night with plans
and the simple breath that kept him alive.
Before you know kindness as the deepest thing inside,
you must know sorrow as the other deepest thing.
You must wake up with sorrow.
You must speak to it till your voice
catches the thread of all sorrows
and you see the size of the cloth.
Then it is only kindness that makes sense anymore,
only kindness that ties your shoes
and sends you out into the day to mail
letters and purchase bread,
only kindness that raises its head
from the crowd of the world to say
It is I you have been looking for,
and then goes with you everywhere
like a shadow or a friend.
I keep loosing my car in my dreams…
Thinking of you. You will find your way. It is still so so soon!
wow. what challenge ahead. but y’know what? everyone knows you can do it – you have. it’s just convincing you of that now.
Jess
You are everything. Absolutely everything to so many people. You’ll get back to feeling it one day. That you are fighting to get there sets you apart.
Love Jen
You’ve lost so much, Jessica. I guess some of it will come back (“I want mommy”). Thank goodness you can identify and articulate what you are going through. Whether or not it helps you, I know your expression helps others who are going or have gone through life-altering loss. But, it’s not fair …
Jess,
Every word of what you said makes great sense. The thing that makes no sense whatsoever is that you lost your Little Love, Miss TuTu.
You will regain your footing. You will. It’s going to be a tougher journey than you want, but you will get there. Be patient with yourself and with your family.
I’m still here and thinking about (and aching for) and praying for you guys each and every day. I sometimes think I see Tuesday in the laughing kids around me. She’s happy now and she knows that you will be happy again, soon.
Love you,
Kristy Grigsby and family
I read this post yesterday shortly after you posted it and I didn’t comment then, because I didn’t know what to say.
I am commenting today, because I read your post again, but I still don’t know what to say.
I am not what you would call a “hugger” by any means (definitely not people I do not live with), but if I ran into you somewhere…I would give you the biggest friggin’ hug a stranger has ever given you. I promise!
Can you say……..ROAD TRIP!!!!
yep…who’s in?…… Arkansas to Colorado…………where’s my magic carpet?
Did you giggle? I hope so (or I may have to add a kiss — or not..too scary!).
i am sorry, jess, that sleep gives you little rest and that your roles feel so very skewed. for so many months all of your energy poured into and onto tuesday, we all felt it and saw it and prayed with you. and now the balance is off. but i truly believe inside you will find the way back to your role as mother, wife, woman, artist, and those may take so much time and effort, but we will be here. witnessing, praying, hoping you can find some peaceful sleep and a hug that fits for you all. thanking of you
amiee
I’m so sorry Jess…
Sweetie….I don’t even know what to say. I do know that I will never tell you how to feel or that it will get better. Your feelings are so justified and you’re strength is amazing. I hope your writings are helping with the release of emotions. Let them out….and when you fall down, we’re here to listen and pick you up.
Much love always,
Jenn
I always want to say something to you and for you, but I don’t know what. So…I’ve been here, read your struggles, and I’m praying.
Hey Jess, I check here daily to see how you are and I comment to tell you I am praying for you and your family. It took me a while to comment on this last post because like many others I just don’t have the words. I want so badly to have the words. The right words. The perfect words. Healing words that go straight to your heart and somehow bring you peace and comfort but those words just aren’t coming. All I can say is that I am so sorry. I have cried for you. As a mother my heart is heavy with sadness for your loss.
It was an honor to meet you though under such sad circumstances at Tuesday’s service. I’m not sure if you have had a chance to look at the messages from everyone in the hearts box but I hope that they help lift your spirits, even if but for a moment. Tuesday will always be in my heart and she is still changing lives today.
If there is anything at all I can do, I am just a stones throw away.
(dawnlight1976@msn.com – please if you ever need anything I am here)
Tamara
Stopping by to let you know I’m here praying!
Psalms 28:1-2 Unto thee will I cry, O LORD my rock; be not silent to me: lest, if thou be silent to me, I become like them that go down into the pit. Hear the voice of my supplications, when I cry unto thee, when I lift up my hands toward thy holy oracle.
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I am new to your blog, I stumbled upon it a few weeks back. I have 2 daughters, my heart aches for you. I love the name Tuesday, for some reason, it just sticks in my mind….Tuesday, she touched someone she never even met. God Bless you.
Patti
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New Hampshire
I visit your site no less than twice a day. I can’t stay away. I’ve never met you, but I can’t keep from checking in on you, from hoping to see a small measure of peace in you words. You have an incredible talent with words; like so many others, through your words, I have come to love and grieve for your family. I wish I could find the words to comfort you, but that is not a talent I have, so I will rely on King David.
Psalm 34: The Lord is close to the brokenhearted and saves those who are crushed in spirit.
God Bless.
I am so sorry… I wish I could help. But I don’t know anything about anything…
no words.
only
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Its so good to see you talking about everything. Even if it’s only in the blogger world. You are setting a great example to those around you.
http://theinterruptedgirl.blogspot.com/2009/04/standing-up.html
Jess, when I was a kid, I had an agressively abusive stepfather and I used to have dreams that I was being persued. No matter how far or how fast I ran and no matter how slow my persuers were they always found me. It has taught me to think of dreams as a way of putting our unspeakable fears and griefs (such as my fear of my stepfather that I couldn’t admit to anyone) into a form that is a little easier to understand. It doesn’t make it go away, I think it just shows us a bit of our subconscious that would otherwise stay hidden from ourselves. God bless you and your family.
Oh Jess, I understand only a little of this. My heart hurts for you. Thank you for sharing the raw emotions, I know that others understand this too. It’s nice to know you’re not alone.
You WILL find your footing again… maybe not today, tomorrow, or the next day, but you will find it again. Big hugs from IL!
I know. There are no words. I still have those dreams. I’m either running or searching. You’ll eventually find a new normal. I just hope you know that we’ll never forget Tuesday. She touched and continues to touch more lives than you will ever know.
Oh and on a random side note, my sister-in-law and her family live in Parker. My nephew is a police officer there. I’m in Birmingham, AL. 🙂
Oh sweetie. You are their mom and you will find your footing and they will soon want YOU to tuck them into bed again. You did what any mom would do, you helped your child fight for her life.
You have a beautiful family. Thank you for sharing your story with us.
I was passed on an award for my blog…and wanted to pass it on to you. It’s waiting on my blog for you.
Praying!
Psalms 28:6-7 Blessed be the LORD, because he hath heard the voice of my supplications. The LORD is my strength and my shield; my heart trusted in him, and I am helped: therefore my heart greatly rejoiceth; and with my song will I praise him.
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I am so sorry… hang in there girl… you will figure it out.
Hugs from Norway
This is very long but on this day of all days it’s worth reading in it’s entirety. Know that I’m always praying!
Isaiah 53:1-12 Who hath believed our report? and to whom is the arm of the LORD revealed? For he shall grow up before him as a tender plant, and as a root out of a dry ground: he hath no form nor comeliness; and when we shall see him, there is no beauty that we should desire him. He is despised and rejected of men; a man of sorrows, and acquainted with grief: and we hid as it were our faces from him; he was despised, and we esteemed him not. Surely he hath borne our griefs, and carried our sorrows: yet we did esteem him stricken, smitten of God, and afflicted. But he was wounded for our transgressions, he was bruised for our iniquities: the chastisement of our peace was upon him; and with his stripes we are healed. All we like sheep have gone astray; we have turned every one to his own way; and the LORD hath laid on him the iniquity of us all. He was oppressed, and he was afflicted, yet he opened not his mouth: he is brought as a lamb to the slaughter, and as a sheep before her shearers is dumb, so he openeth not his mouth. He was taken from prison and from judgment: and who shall declare his generation? for he was cut off out of the land of the living: for the transgression of my people was he stricken. And he made his grave with the wicked, and with the rich in his death; because he had done no violence, neither was any deceit in his mouth. Yet it pleased the LORD to bruise him; he hath put him to grief: when thou shalt make his soul an offering for sin, he shall see his seed, he shall prolong his days, and the pleasure of the LORD shall prosper in his hand. He shall see of the travail of his soul, and shall be satisfied: by his knowledge shall my righteous servant justify many; for he shall bear their iniquities. Therefore will I divide him a portion with the great, and he shall divide the spoil with the strong; because he hath poured out his soul unto death: and he was numbered with the transgressors; and he bare the sin of many, and made intercession for the transgressors.
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I don’t know if you will read this, but I keep coming back to your blog and felt I should write. I keep thinking of your daughter Tuesday. What a beautiful name. She is darling and your love for her is expressed so beautifully.
praying for you!!
Hi Jessica – I read all about you and Tuesday and I wanted to give you my condolences and wish you and your family all the best. From what I can see if God had to send a sick child only for a while, I think she went to the best home.
“To a doctor death is failure, to a loved one death is pain, but for the soul death is a relief, a release” ~Neale Donald Walsch
WHOA look at all your comments! You are so loved, even by strangers. Now thats NEAT!