I am sitting here on my front porch, missing my daughter. It has been 3 months since my firstborn daughter died. I was her caregiver so long that I can't even think of what to do now. I have been 3 months putting up and cleaning a 2 year neglected home. I don't seem to be any farther along then when I began. I know that my Lord is taking care of me and holding my hand as I walk on this journey.
"Happy times and bygone days are never lost.... In truth, they grow more wonderful within the heart that keeps them." Kay Andrew
I am going to try to finish her quilts she had started and learn to use her embroidry machine. But mostly I sit and read or crochet.
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