Gratitude

It is on my heart to thank you.

You, who reads my posts about my momma.

You, who lets me interrupt your day to read about a loss that is so hard that sometimes I lose my balance.

You, that offers up words of encouragement to a girl who feels a bit broken.

You, that reads my posts about ordinary things like travel, followed by something like tears shed in a restaurant.

You, who may have experienced similar things, so you outstretch your hand.

You, who has no idea what this is like, but you show up for me anyway.

You, who gives me space to be me in this tragic loss of my momma.

You, who checks in on me, when the rest of the world forgets.

You, who silently thinks of me or prays for me and I may not even know it.

You, who comments on my posts, when you’ve had your own heartbreak.

You, who wraps me up in compassion and a kindness so warm, that I forget my heart feels ripped in two for awhile.

You, who remembers who I am when my cheeks are stained with tears.

You, who opens yourself up wide and tells me your stories so I know I am not alone.

You, who gives me grace.

You, who lets me cry.

You, who tells me about your grief, so I’ll understand my own.

I see you. I read your comments. I know you are genuine and sincere.

I am grateful.

I have gratitude.

And, I thank you.

Jessica

thank you

22 thoughts on “Gratitude

  1. Jessica, this is a heart-filled post. I am so sorry for your loss. You will always miss your momma. I am glad for those who comfort you. I also wanted to let you know we are traveling now, so if I am slow to respond, that’s why. I hope you have a good day.

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  2. Gratitude is a big heart warming hug, however we feel or receive or give it.
    We are here for you, some close by, some further away, but always in our hearts.

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  3. One way to get through grieving is to share & talk about your loved one. They are still of my living days & I cherish my stories & memories; be of grace & caring that I have chosen You to share with!
    Gods Gentle Grace
    Darlene

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    • Hello, sweetheart. What a gift to see your name and words. I feel like I need to soak them up. I hadn’t thought of “still of my living days.” All I’ve thought of is the missing and the without. Thank you so very much! Love to you.

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  4. What a beautiful post. I hold you up in prayer, but I do not know your pain. When it is my turn to suffer the same loss, I will, hopefully, have gained some knowledge (by reading your blog) of the waves of grief that will ebb and flow. I thank you for being open and sharing.

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    • My goodness, my heart is full, thank you. This is a tricky venture- it’s hard to know whether what I write will be welcome as something someone wants to read, b-e-c-a-u-s-e sadness is a component. The world has so much sadness that at times, I don’t know if I should write about spilled tears or the missing that doesn’t ease up. But, I share anyway, because it feels like the right thing to do. You have blessed me with your grace and your words. Thank you.

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