i have realized something in the past few months and as it slowly but surely resonates with my heart and mind, i am finding freedom.
i am beginning to come to understand my simultaneously grieving yet, thankful heart. that it is really okay that they both exist. and that (for me) there cannot be guilt in this. i can’t really say i fully understand or comprehend this idea, but in my heart it resonates. it happens each and every day.
today is actually a good example of this very thing;
august 8th holds a fun new milestone as well as a precious memoury that we hold dear to our hearts.
it is also the anniversary of when we found out that our Eisley was a girl at our Pink or Blue party.
i’m reminded in dates and anniversaries, like today. and i’m reminded in the little every day moments. recently, i stood watching a moment happen at the Zoo and instantaneously felt full of both thankfulness and sorrow. thankful for what my eyes beheld before me in that second; my precious boys. sorrow in knowing their sister would never be apart of even the smallest moments like these.
both of these feelings, sometimes existing at the same time or sometimes one right after the other, it’s something that has burdened me and overwhelmed me with guilt until recently. but they no longer need to and it is this very idea that i have to let go. i have to quit trying to wrap my mind around it and just go with these feelings.
they are happening.
they are very real.
they are often and in my everyday.
i imagine that each and every one of us has come to know that life is oh so beautiful and oh so painful.
it is both bitter and sweet.
and while we will never truly understand how the two can really coincide, how they can often go hand in hand, i know that His grace, His mercy, His peace… they carry us through these moments.
i’m super sleepy and i really hope that despite my inability to think straight, i was able to share what i really wanted to tonight. i guess i just wanted to share (publicly) with the hope that maybe in this blog post, in my sharing this vulnerable bit of my mind, maybe it could help someone.
i don’t have answers for why things happen. why often there is the bitter with the sweet. but i know that He carries us.
maybe we ought to let go of trying to comprehend all of this and feel what we need to feel.
maybe in this, we will find healing.
maybe if we let go, we will find a greater understanding of what it means to really live life – because we come to feel these very things.
yeah, that makes sense in my head, hope what i am trying to get out resonates in someone reading this now.