‘I’m tired. I’m worn. My heart is heavy. From the work it takes to keep on breathing.’
I’m sure the world around me expects me to ‘be able to function’ and close enough to ‘back to normal’ by now. I’m not though. Every moment and every part of my being aches for Jonah. I don’t cry all day like I use to, but my heart aches. Sometimes I wish I would just cry all day instead of having this heaviness on my heart. When I’m at home and I’m all alone, I lay on the floor and curl up in a ball and pray. I pray for better days and happier times. I pray that someday I will learn to live with my heartache. Most of all, I pray for Jonah.