{circle of life}

One life ends, another begins.

One of my closest friends gave birth to beautiful, perfect little girl yesterday morning. Just as I lost one person, another soul enters my life. Because she was born so close to L’s death, I know I will feel a certain bond with LPG. Miracles happen. Life goes on.

I once heard it said that life’s goal is to harden us and ours is to never let it. As devastated as I am right now, I can see the beauty in the world and for that I am grateful. I know that nothing will ever be the same. I know my heart will be broken for quite a while. But, in the end, I know I shall overcome this tragedy and be a better soul for it.

God never promised us a bed of roses, but He did promise that we would never be left the weather the storms of mortality on our own. The out-pouring of support and comfort from my family and friends has been overwhelming. Someone is constantly calling, texting, e-mailing or coming by to visit. I can only be grateful for such wonderful support. Keeping busy has definitely helped but I still dread being alone- a strange feeling for someone as independent as I.

I still feel an emptiness that I know will not abate for a while. I long to see this kid and hear his laughter or have him give me a hug. To share a look that says so much like we used. A look that said we are about to do something mischievous and probably end up in trouble. Man, what I wouldn’t give to have him back.