I’ve spent the last couple of hours on the computer, working on an online store to sell Love Rock kits and other handmade products to fundraise for Anna and Abby’s Yard.
I’m busy and I’m doing purposeful meaningful work. I’m smiling at the results and I’m focused on the end product. It’s all coming together nicely.
I stop what I’m doing on the computer to take a picture of a Love Rock kit to upload to the site. To get a better shot I need a piece of cloth to set it on, a pillowcase will work. The linen closet is in Anna’s bathroom.
I head into Anna’s room and wave of sadness rushes over me.
She’s not here anymore.
Sometimes when I’m busy, focused and using the wetsuit for its intended purpose I forget I have it on.
It’s never for long though and when the uncomfortable feeling returns it always hurts in new ways.
My girls are not here anymore.
Wishing I was packing up snacks, yelling for the girls to get their suits and towels and heading to the fountains on this hot summer day.
Trusting God will get me through this unbearable heartache.
Missing my girls.