The tears have found me, and I cry.
I remember more of July 27th and July 28th than I do of the month of August. I have to go back and read what I wrote to determine what we were doing, or what I was thinking or feeling.
So my one good thing today is the ability to cry for my little girl. I treasure the sweet souls who are willing or brave enough to cry with me. The same God who gave us laughter, gave us tears. A season has come for tears...
"There is a time for everything, and a season for every activity under heaven: a time to be born and time to die, a time to plant and a time to uproot, a time to kill and a time to heal, a time to tear down and time to build, a time to weep and a time to laugh; a time to mourn and a time to dance...." Ecclesiastes 3:1-4 (If you see or hear Kevin Bacon reading scripture poorly here, too, - it's okay. There are some things you can't unsee. The scripture is still appropriate.) (If you know my girl, she thinks this is hysterical!!! So, don't be offended.)
I miss her sweet voice on the other end of the phone saying, "Hi Momma!" I miss her stories and her tweets and the pictures of her beautiful smile.
My one good thing today rests in the ability to feel at least this much.
(And the fact that we would be making fun of Kevin Bacon right now if she were here and reading this.)