Just this evening a friend came by and asked how she could help her friend dealing with a life altering circumstance similar to our story. I feel like God has brought me to this place. I am well enough to know that healing will now come when I am able to serve someone else. I can sit in the mourning booth of another with no words, only a heart full of hurt for something that bonds those of us that have experienced this pain.
I am beginning to heal and I am beginning to see that this excruciating pain will not last forever. Each time I lean into the pain, each time I feel the raw emotion of losing my Charlie I realize that I can do it. I can keep going and keep learning to carry it. Even more than that I can help someone else that is dealing with a similar situation, or if nothing else I can pray so hard for them.