Twelve weeks, two days. Day 88 in the quest to chase our little miracle
This week my heart has broken in joy, and my heart has broken in pain.
Today i realised some of the pain my sister endured last year. Today i saw my pain in a good friend, i saw a person who i wished i could help but couldnt.
Today i was helpless, and it hurt me more than i could have ever imagined.
There was nothing i could do, there was nothing i could say, no words that would heal. I felt the pain i endured, but i knew that was nothing compared to how my friend was suffering. I could not help, i could not do anything to ease the hurt and the pain that a strong woman was enduring.
For the first time i felt selfish, for the first time i wished that i could share my joy and i wished that there was something, anything that i could have done, or could be doing to help, but i am helpless, and it is breaking my heart.
I want nothing more than happiness for my friend, i want nothing more than than to see her spirit whole again, but i am helpless, and when i think of my helplessness i finally understand the other side, i finally understand just how much pain the people i loved went through last year….
I dont know what to say, i dont know what to do. Nothing i can say will help my friend, and nothing i can do will help either…. Honestly it is breaking my heart, and i dont know just what to do… What can i do?
What-can-i-do?
To love means loving the unlovable. To forgive means pardoning the unpardonable. Faith means believing the unbelievable. Hope means hoping when everything seems hopeless. G. K. Chesterton
