I am physically sick...haunted by the hope of whats to come...I have barely eaten or slept in three days...and I don't know what to do. I miss Brit so terribly...and knowing she is sobbing-stressed out 800 miles away and not being able to be there for her is eating away at my psyche. All I want is for her to come home and everything can be normal
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I'm not patient. At all. Especially when it comes to others, specifically waiting to hear from them about something important; it tears at me and eats me up as well.
I'm not saying I know exactly what you're going through, but I can all too easily imagine. I wish there was something more I could say, or do, but it sounds like the ball is in Brit's court now. It sounds like you've done all you can, as best you can.
Totally not wanting to sound insipid and holier-than-whothefuckever, I will do what I can through prayer. As I know you respect her (and my) beliefs, I can write this, hoping it may bring some measure of comfort and consolation: "But now abideth faith, hope, love, these three; and the greatest of these is love."
Grace and Peace to you.
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" there is a reason for everything, and a purpose for every activity under heaven..."
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