Fifty Days.....
50 days. Fifty days since you were called to your heavenly home. You were my love, my partner in life, the one God so perfectly hand-picked for me. Now, instead of clinging to your hand, I’m learning to cling to His. 🙏
I share this not for likes or sympathy, but to document this journey I never imagined I would be walking at this point in my life. A journey of learning to live with a broken heart, yet leaning on faith to carry me through. 💔❤️🩹
I am so deeply grateful for the supportive people God has placed around me, who remind me I’m not alone. But when the house is quiet, and it’s just me, the ache of your absence feels almost unbearable. You lived with such a quiet, steady soul, yet your absence leaves the loudest silence in my life.
Still, I hold onto the blessing of having loved and been loved so deeply. And though I am broken, I trust that God is near to the brokenhearted and will not leave me. Love you forever.
