God...the death of a child should not proceed their parent's death. It's so very hard to understand why it does. The pain overshadows any sense of reality.
I have a friendly acquaintance that shall bury her second child this week.
It is a reminder to me about perspective...I woke this morning looking around at all the chores that need to be done. I looked at my basket of fresh picked heart healing Hawthorn blossoms and was reminded of heart love.These lovely blossoms can help heal our heart.
But what really helps heal a heart is love. Love can be as simple as holding a door open for someone and smiling at them with your eyes. There's a spark of love and energy that passes from your eyes and reaches their heart.
I know that my thoughts are all over the board on this post, but what I really want to say is there are many things that put a dent in one's heart and many things that can heal a heart. We can heal the world by touching one heart at a time.
Love and hugs to those of you whom have lost someone special, jonnie dee